Journal Entry #2
5/7/17
Sensitivity...it's in all of us...even if we don't know it. We all have to be sensitive to something. You might think I'm sensitive to reading...I don't know...Smut for example. But that is a lie. The thing I'm sensitive to..is not something but someone or some people. I sensitive to everyone but I'm sensitive to what they say. I'm even to you guys...like Flameheart12, Madster1105, and Psycho_Shep...to name a few. You might think why...but I don't know why I'm to sensitive to you guys. Whenever you say something like "whatever"...I just feel sad and confused...as if I were annoying to you. "Annoying".....A word to describe someone. I get called that a lot...but I'm used to it...at least I think I so. I'm not...whenever someone says that I feel a tingling sensation where my heart is located as if...my heart is breaking apart more. I don't like that tingling sensation...it makes me feel nothing but just sadness. I really want to be normal...but no matter how hard I try...I can't be normal to everyone. I'm just a socially awkward or antisocial girl...
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