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Originally Posted by Shriveled Muse
Just one of those days when you feel like your insides are destroying you from the inside out. Like having dense iron shackles on your heart while your brain is unsuccessful in its quest for clear thinking, losing in a fight through brambles of nonsense.
All that's left is this sense of blah.
[emoji106] if you relate?
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I definitely relate...been feeling that way myself these past few days.
If you ever need anyone to talk to, you can PM me. I'm always here.
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In other news - I seriously can't wait for my Sylvia Plath books to get here...should be anytime between the 11th and the 14th. My mom had ordered them for me on Amazon as a birthday gift a few days ago. She said, "Pick out what you want" and so I chose three books;
The Collected Poems,
The Unabridged Journals, and a collectible edition of
Letters Home (which will arrive a little later than the other two). I guess a lot of people might find it sad that the only thing I'm looking forward to at the moment is a few books. But seriously...this world is a cruel and unforgiving place, you have to find positive things wherever you can.
But anyway...I haven't been so excited over anything in a very long time. (Depression will do that, as we all know.) So I'm waiting anxiously and counting down the days - right now, it stands at 2-5. (I really don't think I can wait that long!) I'm also anxious to get my free issue of Teen Ink, but that won't be for about another three weeks. I cannot wait to see
my poem in the magazine, printed in the magazine's type, with
my name at the bottom. I've been fantasizing about the day for over three years now...still surreal to me that it's finally happened. I guess it won't sink in until I have the copy in my hands and read my own poem in their pages.
Other than these things, I haven't been doing too good...
But, you know, I'm trying to keep my mind off it right now.