Is that strange? Is it strange that even though I never met the guy, never even saw him, I feel so sad that he died a few years ago? It's so strange. Maybe it's just the fact that the bottle I've been storing my emotions in has finally started to reach its breaking point. All my well hidden emotions are slipping out. It makes me seem like some pregnant woman, crying at the most random times. I have NEVER cried while watching a movie and then last night when I watched the 6th Harry Potter movie I bawled when Dumbledore died. I'm breaking, cracking, shattering. I'm a mess and there's no one to clean me up.
What am I to do?
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