I cant stop being sad. There is too much going on and yet nothing at the same time. Im tired of being confused. I am just..sad. I have been throwing myself into books the past few weeks and it is blissful for those moments that I'm wrapped up inside the characters I fall in love with. Then, something or someone will bring me outta that world and all I can think about is getting back into it as soon as possible. I've read 6 books in the past 3 weeks. Seems a bit obsessive, I know but I can't help it. I thought last week it was just because I had started my bc up again. And thats why I was so angry. But, I guess not. I wish I could just wipe everything away with a clean swipe and start over. Or at least rebuild. Yeah, rebuild. I can usually keep everything compartmentalized pretty well. Every now and then it all gets all tangled and jumbled up in my mind. And I cant escape like I usually can.
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