I write in my journal all the time. it's sort of a treatment for mental people like me. it's nice but sometimes I dunno if it's enough.
I feel like threatening those paper characters inside my journal, I want to scream into their face how I feel and tell them what names I called them behind their backs. I want them to know when they think they know me, they really don't. it's a lie, all of it. they're part of my lie and I'm part of theirs and so we go on, living this life, looking for The dream to come true.
3 comments:
I know what you mean! I like your writings. Though, I recommend saying your truth no matter what people may think, you´ll surely feel "released". I hope you don´t my comment won´t make you feel "invaded". Peace and love! Myriam, from Argentina.
I like your invasion cor unum.
I know how you feel.
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