A Coma Might Feel Better Than This.
Click to viewAnd i'm afraid to sleep because of what haunts me,
such as living with the uncertainty,
that i'll never find the words to say which would completely explain,
just how i'm breaking down.
I think I'm in love with Dallas Green.
I think the only way I can possibly describe how I feel is confused. Confused about everything. Confused if my anxiety towards Matt is real or not, it's really hard to tell. It's a lot easier for me to fret about how I feel about Matt, thing he does, worry about it than to actually worry about and think about the things that are really hard. It's easier to ignore them by worrying about trivial things. I just wonder how long I've been doing this for. It's now difficult to differentiate between whats real and whats not. That kind of goes for a lot of things. I really don't know whats real anymore. It feels a little bit like I'm crazy. Everything is amplified and diluted at the same time. Which to you dear reader does not make sense. But it's actually quite accurate, I just need to figure out a way to articulate it.