I’ve been doodling incoherent things during math these days. I never notice that I’m doodling until I finish. Something’s wrong with me.
January 27th, 2012Everyday I feel faker and faker. Just smiling and laughing it off when people ask what’s wrong. But nothing’s wrong. I just feel nothing these days. No sadness, no happiness. I don’t ever feel like hanging out. I just feel like staying in silence, in solitude. It’s weird, this feeling.
January 27th, 2012If one more person asks me what I want for my birthday, I’ll just be like “go to my Tumblr.”
January 26th, 2012