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Life strange. The happiness is still there even though the feelings are gone, but then again the sadness is back again.
I know every time I make an entry I'm mad or upset or really happy, but most of time the happy only lasts a second or two. It seems my happiness weaves in and out theres always short times of happy but most of the time it's a feeling of uneaseness. I'm always tense and nervous for no reason. Even at this very momont I should be in full regret and remorse -but I'm not- I should be crying because my heart is so full of pain -but I'm not.
I have a felling like nervous excitement in my stomach and pain in heart and logical reasoning of how I should be feeling in my head. None of it make sense. This whole entry doesn't make sense but I needed to say something describing my total mess of a life.
It's a huge mess but I like it that way. I have people looking up to me, people who could care the world, people who could care less, people supporting me, people who don't understad but stay quite, and the ones that all the do is talk. These people although some hatefull make me love who i am that much more. My life also has contrversy, love, hate, laughter, crying, lies and deception with just enough truth to make everyone happy well sorta.
I know every time I make an entry I'm mad or upset or really happy, but most of time the happy only lasts a second or two. It seems my happiness weaves in and out theres always short times of happy but most of the time it's a feeling of uneaseness. I'm always tense and nervous for no reason. Even at this very momont I should be in full regret and remorse -but I'm not- I should be crying because my heart is so full of pain -but I'm not.
I have a felling like nervous excitement in my stomach and pain in heart and logical reasoning of how I should be feeling in my head. None of it make sense. This whole entry doesn't make sense but I needed to say something describing my total mess of a life.
It's a huge mess but I like it that way. I have people looking up to me, people who could care the world, people who could care less, people supporting me, people who don't understad but stay quite, and the ones that all the do is talk. These people although some hatefull make me love who i am that much more. My life also has contrversy, love, hate, laughter, crying, lies and deception with just enough truth to make everyone happy well sorta.