I'm just so sad here. I feel so damn alone even when I know that the people around me went through and are going through the same stuff as me. I know I have friends here, but I just feel so detached from everyone. It feels like being alone with a bunch of strangers, and there's nowhere to go and no one to talk to when I feel unsteady. I have friends I can talk to through the internet, and of course Fischer, but it's just not the same. And the more I think of Derek, the more unstable I get, and I can't wait to see him in November, but at the same time I hope I never have to. I don't know what to do. I don't know how long taking 2-hour walks outside at night when its 40 degrees out and wearing nothing but jeans, tshirt, converses, and a light jacket that isn't even mine is going to work...
- Mood:
Tired - Listening to: chairs' melancholy squeak in the library
- Reading: poems i wrote
- Watching: the clock
- Playing: with the sleeve of my sweatshirt
- Eating: up my own feelings
- Drinking: in the facts of reality