I wanted to finish and publish the posts that I have started but didn’t finish, and I found this written on Christmas day. So I have no idea why I didn’t finish it, but I don’t think I can finish it now, as I am not feeling the same bliss I did back then. Sharing, nonetheless:
It’s Christmas, people; it’s that time of year where everything is so Godly and beautiful, and all the other things fade away. It’s Christmas; I hope you’re having a merry one.
I just painted my nails black, and I have my heating pad warming my freezing feet, and I’m still listening to the same songs I was listening to while I was car cruising an hour ago, and I’m so in love with this world.
It’s not a feeling of apathy, and it’s not fear, it’s just