It never was.
It never will be."
-Grey Wolves
I can't concentrate. On anything. I got massive amounts of studying to do, but I can't. I can't listen to music. I can't watch TV. I just walk around. Nothing happens. But it never stops. Can't stay in one place for more than a couple of minutes, bot physically and mentally.
My mind is all fogged up. I feel like my head is filled with milky, warm tea with lots of honey in it. Thick, sticky, sweaty, warm, non transparent liquid.
I had a bit of a chat today. Felt nice. Not because it changed anything, really. But it is nice to know people cares. Even though I don't deserve it. Especially not with this person.
I feel hopeful at times. And then I remember. And sometimes I can pretend it all is like it should be. And it feels so nice. So bittersweet. And then it becomes worse.
Everyting is goodbye.
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