Jan
2nd
Mon
2nd
Deconstruction
A year of building walls. A year of desensitizing myself from reality, hoping that in some way, I would find meaning in my life. A year of trying to be strong on the exterior, a year of ignoring my interior. Basically, a year of fucking up my insides, and becoming a zombie - a heartless, emotionless zombie.
I gotta start learning to live. Learning to feel. Again. Where’s the wrecking ball?
