Then I abuse myself by asking what is normal, and hate myself even more for thinking like that in the first place.
I know exactly what you mean. The few times that I devote my time expressing myself on Tumblr is great but sadly I don’t do it often. But seriously, I know EXACTLY how you feel. It’s nice to it everything out but then it’s still there, waiting for you to deal with it.
Been working on that one for weeks now.
Time to die. Oh wait, I have class at 9. Damn.