My cupboard
I really need some space to jolt down somewhere ..maybe this is safe ...i don't know what to say ...the deep sense of validation is rooted inside so much that even this feels like addressing the people in my head ..i don't know those people ...can they talk to me ...or do they even listen to me ...i hear myself in my head and it's not a good space ..gotta fix it ..i spend my whole day inside of my head ....i wonder a lot ....i have been tagging my feelings ...it's like a cupboard in which i place them ..the top shelf is for the feelings i want to get nostalgia from doesn't matter bad or good ..the middle shelf is for feelings of day and night and the last one is empty ..i think i ll never place anything there maybe because i want keep anticipating those feelings so i don't feel like my life's ended ..