I've did a lot of things I'm not proud of today; you don't want to know what/why.
Reading through all the past entries, I've realised that I'm able to write the most inspirational, most drafty, most fastidiously and good posts when I'm emo. However this poses a problem because I've decided I oughta not become emo even in desperate times, & it's killing me how my tanntheheart blog is evidently losing substantial readers by passing days.
I love/hate this feeling of honesty nowadays. However, the closure is affecting me deeply all the same. I don't know how to open up & express myself normally anymore in front of you. It's like whenever I get near you, I feel so alone. Even in my own house.
It's like I'm so weak & more likely I can't survive elsewhere.
I wished I had a timemachine. I wished you were reading this & all from behind.
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