I don't know why, but it just does.
Maybe deep down, I enjoy soaking in my lamentations, but then again, too often I find myself sucked too deep and away from reality, that I end up believing that everything fictional and made up in my head, is real.
Sometimes I feel my head is too complicated for even myself to handle.
I can't see why anyone would want to get inside my brain for even a day.
oh, reckless abandon.
I don't want to be a sponge.
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