It’s like you want to be left alone but at the same time you want someone’s attention. You don’t feel like putting effort into a conversation. Your mind is occupied with so much junk that you don’t even know what exactly it is that you’re thinking about. Yeah, that mood sucks.
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
a sex position called the gatsby where you stare longingly at your partner from a distance and scream old sport when you climax