This thread was meant for people to write whats in thier head in a minute, exactly and word for word. In order of which they are thought. This is what I got.
The emptiness, the longing, the heavy heart and the forgotten.
Everyday waking up thinking about it, when you lye in bed wishing for sleep you think about it, when you are out with friends you think about it, when you are drunk you think about it, when you fight you think about it, when you take drugs you think about it, when you talk about it you think about it, when you have theorpy you think about it, when you work you think about it, when you study you think about it.
Writting about it creates more to write about. I found a bit of comfort when I was talking to a friend. It came from me sayign to him ''you need to trust me'', his response was ''I don't trust anyone''. To which I replied ''you need to trust me''. He said ''I can't'' and ran out the club. When I followed I found him outside in tears. Said ''come on then, what's this about''. In tears he cried its nothing compared to what you have been though, but Its the worst that has happend to me in my life.
We aren't always alone, even though we think we are. I've been in search of death, a death that isn't by my own hand. I have found a good friend who has been in theorpy because tutors have feared he would take someone's life. His and my problems aren't that different in my eyes. His life is destroyed because he is too angry and not trusting and my life is destroyed for the opposite reasons.
Where do we find a happy medium? I don't think anyone does. People just learn to hide them better. I'm yet to meet someone who is as honest and sacrificial as I am. Does that mean I'll never find someone who is perfect for me?
Can you see anything normal in that? Your turns.
The emptiness, the longing, the heavy heart and the forgotten.
Everyday waking up thinking about it, when you lye in bed wishing for sleep you think about it, when you are out with friends you think about it, when you are drunk you think about it, when you fight you think about it, when you take drugs you think about it, when you talk about it you think about it, when you have theorpy you think about it, when you work you think about it, when you study you think about it.
Writting about it creates more to write about. I found a bit of comfort when I was talking to a friend. It came from me sayign to him ''you need to trust me'', his response was ''I don't trust anyone''. To which I replied ''you need to trust me''. He said ''I can't'' and ran out the club. When I followed I found him outside in tears. Said ''come on then, what's this about''. In tears he cried its nothing compared to what you have been though, but Its the worst that has happend to me in my life.
We aren't always alone, even though we think we are. I've been in search of death, a death that isn't by my own hand. I have found a good friend who has been in theorpy because tutors have feared he would take someone's life. His and my problems aren't that different in my eyes. His life is destroyed because he is too angry and not trusting and my life is destroyed for the opposite reasons.
Where do we find a happy medium? I don't think anyone does. People just learn to hide them better. I'm yet to meet someone who is as honest and sacrificial as I am. Does that mean I'll never find someone who is perfect for me?
Can you see anything normal in that? Your turns.
