How do you live in a real world when your mind is constantly drifting away to the fantasy. How can you stay awake, how can you love this world, how can you find love in this reality, when everything sounds so desperately dull? I'm asking for a friend.
Do you sometimes have this feeling of: "Can I have a crush on someone? To feel it again? It's been a while and I miss the soul crushing feeling of despair, because I know I will never act on it. I just run away and then walk around in rain, being dramatic af, trying to look like a heart broken poet, write weird ass shit stories and pretend that I am a character in a book."?
Than it goes away. Nevermind, welcome to my five-whiny-minutes in a day challenge. You're welcome, tumblr.