It's like I'm living life in a plastic bubble these days, the negative things don't affect me as much, and the positive things makes my head spin and fill my heart with joy. I don't care how gay it sounds, cause that's the way of Prozac. I don't like the fact that I need medication to not hate myself, but it's better this way. Obviously. - Still, my creativity has gone missing, which is why I haven't written anything here in a while. So basically it's a choice, creativity or happiness.
It's 02:00 pm and I'm sitting in my basement, thinking about what I should write. My mind's completely blank.
The song "Tonight Tonight" is filling the room, and the light feels cooling on my skin. I feel a heavy pressure on my chest. It doesn't hurt, like it used to. But it's still there.
(Jeg har sluttet å gråte.)
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