All I Want Is A Moon Upon A Stick.
There should be my usual reviews post.
Well, today it’s not. Not sure if temporarily or for altogether.
Let’s say that this kindofproject is put on a hiatus.
Merde, I broke of writing normal posts, like the ones with random thoughts about my socalledlife and emotions and my artsy writings and just… talking.
It’s already 3 years that I’m on lj and I don’t feel big progress or something.
Probably the biggest problem is that I have relatively short moments of not feeling anything. Like, utter emptiness. And then comes the awkward normality.
And at this moment fuckifIknow what is going on in my head, there’s shitloads of info that I can’t put up with and sometimes I desperately want to talk with someone and when the chance comes I don’t.
And I feel like losing all the people around me. And that makes me feel unsafe and uncertain and idk.
There's an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root.