all i feel is green. i tend to feel like im giving more than what i should; that i am overcompensating. why shouldn't i when everyone makes it look so easy? when the pen bleeds on 50th page and the clock is a ballerina on the fourth position, my head is swimming on the depths of my self-condemnation. just because i walked on barefoot all my life doesn't mean i would never mind the dirt that clings on my feet. the abyss that the world has brought upon you is just an abyss you brought upon yourself, she said. nobody will ever take that affliction in your stead. i hope the same doesn't go with everyone else.
