segunda-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2014

all gone.

i miss the time that i used to get inspired and write. 
i don't know anymore how to write well, my feelings are gone and i can't do it pretty like i used to. maybe because the sad stories also are gone, i don't have any more to tell - don't get me wrong, but sad love stories are awful but they inspire you to make a hell of a text.
however, i get upset sometimes for no reason and i have the tendency to close myself and don't talk about it. i just postpone over and over my sadness. bottle up my sorrows isn't the solution, they swim.
i keep asking myself where did i started feeling this sad.