too much reality.
everything feels different than it did a year or two ago, & i must say i do not like it one bit. i miss that dreamy sort of state i was always in. i miss the beauty i could find in anything. i used to write constantly. successfully. i dont anymore & its the saddest part of my life, i think. im living in too much reality. my mind cant take it. im not a realist. im a fucking dreamer. why cant i dream?