to the place where the sidewalk ends

Listening to: harp
Feeling: foggy
i slept for half a day. ignored every text except for his. i had strange dreams that made me do strange things. i want to know again. i feel like there was a time when i always knew how i felt or what i wanted or what to decide. it's like my mind has been fogged over. it takes effort for me to think now. making decisions is like a battle. i can't organize my thoughts or express my feelings. it's as if i don't have any. people are starting to believe i'm not human anymore with the things that i do and say. i wish others believed in me enough to make me believe in myself.
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