We wrote a chapter in the book of seasides and stars. It may not have been the right thing to do, but still it's happened, it's written, and forever will be. Cherished and yearned for.
I have issues being alone just minutes after fun, people-filled gatherings, the stark contrast is just too much for me to take. It's like a rainbow bubble filled with euphoria just burst, and all of a sudden, all that happiness is gone. And I've fallen out of that enclave and fall prey to the helpless pull of gravity, plummeting to the ground alone. Sometimes I feel so lucky that, whenever I'm falling down, there's just someone somehow to carry me through.
I can feel so many emotions for the same thing, same people, very very contrasting emotions sometimes. I wonder if its normal, or am I especially hypocritical, schizophrenic or extremely, unnaturally empathetic.
I went off @
11:28 AM
Monday, February 22, 2010