- Hatred. I hate you.
- And you.
- And you.
- Oh, you too.
- All of you actually.
- Isolation. This is actual loneliness. The one where you feel yourself falling into a bottomless pit, screaming though no sound is coming out of your lips and you keep on waiting for the thud that signals your fall yet there's none and you just continue falling and falling into nothing. It feels awful.
- Dread. For what's to come. Go away. I don't need you.
- Hunger. My stomach is angry at the world too.
- Drowsiness. I've been meaning to sleep since Math period.
- Physical pain. I'm aching all over.
- Emotional pain. Sums up my early afternoon.
Of rainy days, cloudy skies, fiction, Korean music, pretty boys, agoraphobia, thoughts on paper, and the scent of rain on dry earth.
1.27.2012
Feelings.
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