My life is falling back together...yet in the same sense...it's falling more apart. Each of my arms are being pulled in the opposite directions as I'm waiting for my nail polish to dry. Can things stand still? God.
Graduation is next Thursday. And then I'm done. I'm free? No. I have to live at home next year. I have to go to community college. I have to be miserable. Goodbye New York Film Academy...goodbye Colorado Christian University. Where can my passions reside, anymore?
People are coming back into my life...but I feel like more things are being taken from me than they are being absored into my skin. I need some lotion. I'm not making any sense, but my eyes are burning.
I don't like these mood swings. These slumps I let myself slip into...over the most trivial things. I bad look...a small feeling of loneliness. The small feelings you brush off become my biggest nightmare. I let these feelings consume my thoughts for such a long time...my stomach physically starts aching from it.
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