during the day, the thoughts running through my head--
I always have so much to say, but then by the time I get around to opening up my blog

All the thoughts, the emotions, the feelings are too worn out to be shared with other people.


I am tired and all warped because life just isn't fair sometimes. This isn't necessarily a narcissistic sadness--rather, it is me being empathetic for all those who are forced to give things up, who don't usually get what they want, or are just too tired to keep going.

maybe my thoughts are too tired to make any sense.