Dec
19
Yesterday, I forced myself to write about my feelings.
I was hoping it would turn into a song. Something beautiful, and deep, yet poetic. This is what I got:
<!— @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } —>“Sometimes I feel like I am floating downwards. Continuously floating downwards into an empty pit. Feelings of jealousy and emptiness plague my soul. Feelings of complete empathy towards things that should matter consume my being. I am not an alpha male, or a healthy stallion. I am just a half eaten piece of trash.”
THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME.
