And overthinking these days.
It's as if I'm always out of breath.
Like I can't breathe.
And I can't see things properly.
Like an eye fog.
Sometimes these fog seem to form images.
Not sure why I did that but yesterday I went to watch Goo Hara's performances.
And got a heavy flashback of how I used to go crazy for her.
Like how I go crazy about Twice now.
And she's just...
gone...
How fragile can life get?
Just putting it into perspective for myself as well.
These intrusive thoughts are making me shiver.
Recently, standing at the side of the road always pair with a random thought asking,
"What happens if I take a step out?"
Also, took a step back to look at how happy and distracted I was yesterday night.
Looking at myself from a 3rd person view just scares me even more.
This morning sure is heavy.
It freezes me.
I want to hide.
From everything.
Wouldn't it be nice if I could just send a message to everyone who needs to find me.
That I'll be uncontactable.
At the end of the day,
I think all these stem from OVERLOADING.
Need some realignment during my leave.
Somehow I know I will look back and say, no, these thoughts aren't real.
But how do we define which are real and which aren't?
If you trip the fuck out while getting high, why are those thoughts considered fake?
Alright, this is getting out of hand.
Just shut the fuck up seriously.
