227: Letters to No One
I think about us a lot, about who we might be in the future and how bountiful our love could be. I hate love as it is right now. I understand everyone else around me is studying, falling in love, doing whatever they want. But here I am in my cosy niche of the Internet, writing letters to no one in particular, wondering of all the possibilities and opportunities I restrain myself from or simply cannot experience. Tell me about what you think of love. Lately, I’ve been feeling so dead inside the only kinds of emotion I feel do not overwhelm me as I want them to. Is it because I have finally learned to control them? But I do not want them to be controlled.
I’ve lost the atmosphere and mood