I'm sure it's been months...
I've been literally eating my feelings, too depressed to work out.
I just work.
I'd leave right now if someone gave me a good reason to.
What even is life?
I don't know what to do, where to go, how to make myself feel better.
Nothing is wrong, but everything is wrong.
Everything has changed so much from days under the sun, the ebb and flow of the tide.
Because we've all changed, life has changed.
But realistically everything is the same, the same people making tired decisions.
The mundane and repetitive flow of a life we've already lived.
How do I break this circle, this whirlpool, pulling me under?
The last posts I wrote were just ramblings
Lovesick and crazy.
I'm so different from a few months ago, in a way I guess this is what I always wanted.
To be a cold as ice, femme fatale, with no formal attachment to any other human.
But I know my soul is sad.
There's more practical things to speak about than the sordid state of my own mind.
But goddamn.
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