tears turned to ink

march 17, 2019

i feel empty. i feel absolutely nothing at all. in this exact moment that i am typing this at 11:33pm march 17 i want nothing more than a hug. i need a hug. i need reassuring words and i need to feel like i'm worth something and i mean something in this world. i feel like i can make a huge great impact in this world but at this moment i also feel so small. i feel microscopic and not even the best microscope can fully make out what i am. i feel like my purpose is lost and like i'm just living to live. at the same time i feel nothing at all. i just feel like everything is still. it feels like nothing and everything at the exact same time