I miss writing. Beyond words. How ironic.

I miss the days of LJ, everything was just so carefree & I lived every single day.

I think I am just feeling a bit upset. I miss when truth was actually spoken & people's words were honest. I do not know how to bring this up & I know that my heart wants me to hold it close to myself. I know I should because I am one of the lucky ones but I still can't seem to get past the pettiest of things.

I want to drive off. I turned my phone off. It feels nice to be unreachable. Why does love make you put everything else on hold? It seems to always happen.

My left cheek is still numb. Wisdom teeth recovery is lonely & I hate getting involved with my mind. I can only sit here listening to music & crying.

I don't think I understand why I put myself here in this position.

The important thing is my phone is off.

That's all I can understand.