Sunday, September 13, 2009

Angt. Why me?

Its weird.

Angst just roll on me every once in a while. I try to diagnose myself, but i always guess wrong. So i guess the plain and simple thing to say is its angst. I feel like filming and epic movie, but i feel like i would do it half assed. And the feeling just sorta grows in the pit of my stomach, and the more i feel debilitated by it, the worse it gets. I know it will go away eventually, and theres nothing i can do to speed the processes up. Cause if i try then it will only get worse and push me further from my friends. So i have to wait it out, and accept that i need to be sad for a while. But fuck is that ever hard. Because i want to be happy. i dont want debilitating shit stoping me from being happy and expressive.

Like i said, it weird.

Till this shit is over, i'll be blasting the soundgarden, and acting normal for the friends.