It’s very hard for me to put this into words and I’m not even sure if I’m choosing the right terms for it but basically: seeing people sad makes me wanna cry and seeing them happy makes me wanna laugh.
I’m slowly losing my chill point thanks to being isolated for so long. My way of expressing my feelings has reached its extremest level. It’s like there’s this never-ending sense of coldness across your shoulders until you actually get a slight bit of reaction from strangers in real life and all the sudden there’s this stroke, like a sharp knife going right through your heart, giving you a short false sense of illusion that you’re not invisible, asking yourself that maybe human beings are sometimes too good for you?
I don’t know, I’m being vague cause it’s hard to even describe it. It’s hard to describe loneliness.
I’m slowly losing my chill point thanks to being isolated for so long. My way of expressing my feelings has reached its extremest level. It’s like there’s this never-ending sense of coldness across your shoulders until you actually get a slight bit of reaction from strangers in real life and all the sudden there’s this stroke, like a sharp knife going right through your heart, giving you a short false sense of illusion that you’re not invisible, asking yourself that maybe human beings are sometimes too good for you?
I don’t know, I’m being vague cause it’s hard to even describe it. It’s hard to describe loneliness.
