My good ol blog, the only place i can scatter my thoughts without having hurled at by the judgments of today's fucked up society.

I'm not sure if this is some sort of post exam stress i may be suffering from, life never came crashing down this hard ever. I've seem to have lost myself along the timeline of the year, incapable of feelings, my ice hold heart craves for the sweet old warmth that  would encompass it. Along with it, gone my ability to conjure beautiful little poems in my mind, ones that fed my negative thoughts. Never has it been harder to forge a smile. The weight of my friendships, dance and studies grows ever so overwhelmed, like weights attached to me, im barely holding on. In spite of all that has happened, i'm truly surprised I'm still going. Oh well who would have known positivity was never a permanent thing. Gosh.. look at me, pathetically typing away on my keyboard, feeding a website with sentences that have no utter meaning, the obnoxious use of vocab, poets would barf upon reading it. But god damn, this works better than the binge abuse of cigarettes and alcohol, who would have known that typing away on a website helps so much with all these pent up feelings.