Never Once Thouht I'd Be In Pieces Left Behind..

And then I went on a trip across the ocean for a year. And now I've been home in two weeks and everything seems so distant. It almost scares me. It seems like a different time, a different place, a different me. I try to imagine being back there, and it's hard. I try to imagine their lives now, and it's like there's something blurring my sight. I can't sleep at night, all I do is dream weird things that I can't remember when I wake up most of the time, only that it was weird and that it kept me from getting propper sleep, because I don't feel rested at all in the morning. There are a certain handful of people I think about absolutly all the time, and sometimes I think it is going to drive me insane. And those emotional mother-daughter moments in books and movies and TV shows make me cry. Just needed to get this off my chest. And I guess I'll just quote KE$HA:

Here I go, this is my confessional
a lost cause, nobody can save my soul 
I am so delusional, with every move I die
I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it, with every move i die
I'm fading, I'm broken inside
I'm losing it, with every move I die





♥ The Norwegian Teenager 

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