The past consumes me. Constant reminders of the past delve into every corner of my mind , they fester in my thoughts and fears until I become an uncontrollable orb of emotion, questioning every aspect of life. Nothing in life is a definite thing. People are totally and completely unpredictable. You never know who you will meet, who you will
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And sometimes, I contemplate that maybe there's something wrong with the way my mind works. Like maybe I AM a little crazy in the way I can't let things go, or just, FORGET.
I cannot WAIT until I come up. You, Charlie, and I should all sit down one night when I come visit, with boxes of hot chocolate ready to be made, a few good movies, and just talk about life. I'm leaving here on December 29th. If you want a ride, I can pick you up on my way through Southern Maine. My number is 2072270820, text me anytime you need to or want to. I probably would've texted my brains out to you the other night but I didn't have your number. :(
And, last thing... I feel like Blood Bank (Bon Iver) is singing to me. My past haunts me too.
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