May 29, 2007
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2 Parts To Me.
There is me, my brain.
– and then, there is my heart.
The harder I try to put these two parts of me together, the more distracted, depressed, emptier I get. It’s like, they’re never meant to be with each other. If I think with my brain, it will make sense, but it won’t make me happy. But if I think with my heart, it will make me happy, but it won’t make sense to me.
So there are times like this, like right now, where everything’s all jumbled up and I just widen my eyes, while sitting in the dark and crumpling up both my mind and my heart and just toss it out the window.
Sometimes, I care too much to care. Just feed me some ice-cream and I’ll be more than happy.
Do you ever think/feel that way?
Comments (5)
yes
so emo
that’s it. more watermelon.
that’s why you are a secret agent.
…yeah….so, since when can one “think” with their heart?