| Tuesday, May 12 |
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The things I used to love, the things I used to enjoy, I no longer find the joy. There's so much noise and distractions in my head. I can't concentrate on a single paragraph in my books. I flip thru magazines without seeing the contents. I can't listen to chinese songs without crying my eyes out. And the english songs ripped from Ken are blasted into my brains to drown out my thoughts. Someone remind me what happiness feels like? The kind of happiness that you can hold on to. The kind you can plan things around because you know that it will be there tomorrow and the day after and that after... I hurt so bad. |