Wanna know the worst feeling in the fucking world. Feeling everything yet nothing at the same time. Like, when something important or crazy happens, you know you should care and express certain emotions that are appropriate, and you really want to, you just cant. Like, you try to be nice about peope feelings, but your so fucking tired of others feelings because they just whine and have no common sense. I really cant handle people lately, hence this weird tumblr rant. But when i try writing in my journal my mind goes blank. So here I am, a person who used to have so much love and compassion to give, now an empty shell, trying to learn how to live again.

-Sammi.

So I’m packing, I’m only moving 30 minutes away from where I’m at. However, packing fucking sucks. I have to get rid of a lot of shit, and for someone who’s lived in the same house for 12 years, thats pretty hard, but little by little, I’m getting there… wish me luck.

How do you admit to yourself that you’re in love? What do you do when you’re both in love but life is taking both of you opposite ways? I remember loving others before. But this is a different love. You’re not even mine, yet I’m so scared to lose you. How do I look this man in the face and explain to him that he gives me a completely different feeling that I cant explain. That he has been a light in my dark… and I fear the worst about that little light… what will become of it? Will it grow? Or will it fade?