Yesterday was a million years ago.
I've realized something. something strange. Something not right.
I am not living anymore.
The more i think about it, the more i realize it.
Do you know what i do everytime i get on livejournal?
I go to Archive, and i check the entry i wrote on today's date to see what happened two years ago.
That is what dictates my mood for the present. What happened two years ago shouldn't matter to me, but it does. The same thoughts keep circulating in my mind. Joe. Grandpa. Cristina. I can't get rid of it. My life stopped when it happened. It seems like it never happened anymore, but at the same time it feels like its still happening.
I'm really scared.
I am not living anymore.
The more i think about it, the more i realize it.
Do you know what i do everytime i get on livejournal?
I go to Archive, and i check the entry i wrote on today's date to see what happened two years ago.
That is what dictates my mood for the present. What happened two years ago shouldn't matter to me, but it does. The same thoughts keep circulating in my mind. Joe. Grandpa. Cristina. I can't get rid of it. My life stopped when it happened. It seems like it never happened anymore, but at the same time it feels like its still happening.
I'm really scared.