I feel like writing tonight, like letting the words come from me arbitrarily and freely enough to not mean anything. Because they fly in my head - words, memories, events - and they all blur into one mass of hyperactivity that keeps me going and going all night until all I want to do is release it somehow. But I can't. I can't escape my own head
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oh god, i can relate to that so badly...but i guess that's what makes people unique, if you did then you wouldn't be you.
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