Not literally but mentally. The saddest and most painful kind of dying is the kind on the inside. It takes time and you slowly become a you who is not you. I feel like everyday i am getting closer till whats left of myself gets sucked out of me. My personality, my spirit, my happiness. I only have some left and everyday i get closer because Im trapped. I just need to move out really soon. I have to leave with the little i have left.
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LostKat, um? sad but true, this may sound stupid and i’ve never heard anyone say it like i’m about too, people live day to day how much of your day is happy? how much is sad? if your like me, more sad than happy.
🙁 Sad being, making a living,working, talking to idiots, getting screwed, paying bills, Blah Blah
🙂 happy being, buying shit you don’t need, eating a wonderful meal, being in lust, Blah Blah
you get the idea, now after going through a period of time day after day the meter in your head gets fills up the two tanks, the happy tank 🙂 and the sad tank:) .
a lot more winds in the sad tank over time which kills your enthusiasm more and more each day.
i say TANKS A LOT WORLD! 🙁