#mood 3

In the mood to gather all my stuff, put it in a big pile in a field and set it own fire. Then I walk off into the woods, or I go somewhere else. I hate being unable to manage my emotions well. But if I there was some medication to change that would I wanna take it? Idk. Cause is my emotional turmoil not a part of who I am? When I think of myself I'd place that as an important factor of who I am. Would I be someone else without it?

Whenever I feel this way I feel like I should be on some sort of medication. But also I don't want to. Like I hate whenever someone says to get over something even when it's not meant negatively. Like I would if I could, I hate it, it's miserable. It makes me feel like this blog post and #mood 1.

It makes me so resentful of myself sometimes and how I feel. I'm sure we can all probably relate I guess but idk I'm so Maybe This Time by Liza Minelli in Cabaret.

I'll probs feel better in the morning, or not. Either way this feeling will come back again like a ghost that haunts my existence. Maybe I delete this in the morning so if you're reading this, maybe you're special?

Nighty night. #mewheniamamess