So…
Today I got to live in a fantasy for a few hours.
Then reality decided to be a bitch and slapped me in the face.
There’s no proof..
..that it ever happened. It’s like life is just supposed to go back to the way it was before. I feel like I’m lying to myself with everything I do. When am I going to convince myself that this is what’s best? Keeping busy all the time helps for a little while, but when it’s over, I’m left all alone with my mind. Everyone knows that your own mind is the most dangerous thing to have to face alone.
