November 29, 2010

  • Blood rushing to the brain, an attempt to restrain gushes of energy and anxiousness, and a general taste of disgust in the mouth. I get pounded with school work (or perhaps things to just keep me busy), and I'm numb, devoid of mood swings; I get great moments and fun life events, and I get bombarded with depressed mood swings. Can we say "Never satisfied"?

    I'm fucking lonely; I want to hold someone.