off much deprived limelight

I'm in a whole lot of hair-pulling and head-in-hands confusion. All I want right now is to listen to someone talk. Just to sit and listen. The highs and lows of their current state. Or anything at all for that matter. I merely want to listen and smile and/or frown with them. To scrunch my nose as they would theirs.

To live a life outside of mine.

On another note, I don't know what is freaking wrong with me. It used to be so clear-cut in the beginning but as the end is in sight I really don't know anymore. I know the pressure is starting to intensify. I know 'cause I can feel it. No, this I did not make up or hallucinate, it's there!

[ How I wish, how I wish you were here ]
I am one of two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year - modified from Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here.

minx wrote at10:36 AM
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