I hate this feeling..
When I'm happy for a while and I don't have a care in the world or everything around me
But then..BAM!
I get in bed and I can't help but think about everything, I remember all the things [all the fucking stupid things] that are wrong and I just.....I just feel empty suddenly and everything I were feel before return and I'm being on my unhappy self mode.
Seriously, this feeling really sucks.
Life is like a box of choccolates or a packet of candies but sometimes I wish life as simply as laying on bed with a warm blanket a glass of milk a plate of cookies a couple of books and a stack of papers and pen
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