I'm having some serious writers block.
I'm not sure what the deal is.
I thought maybe I'd sit down and write a blog and get it all off of my chest.
About the emo, about the lack of sleep, about the fact that I'm overwhelmed and I can't deal without it.
But I sat down to write, and it's like my words won't work.
Every sentence I string together seems wrong.
It's all forced and so much more bitter than I thought I was.
A few times I considered walking away from it entirely, but unfortuantely for me, I'm not like other people. It's not that easy for me.
I'm not sure what to say.
I'm always fine.