hathycol | (no subject)

I feel like an emotional kite, being controlled my a multitude of people and I bounce up and down in the wind and I'm not sure which way I'm going, one way or the other and it's all not good.

I love my friends and I am glad I have them; I love chocolate; I love Pterry; I love the way in which my brain seems to respond to music at the moment; I love life and my ability to quash down any real onset of depression by getting distracted by shiny things; I love the way that in, like, two weeks, exam depression will mostly have lifted; I love that Alan Cumming is coming to Collectormania 7; I love the way people seem to genuinely care about others in this world; I love the way that people seem to care about me.

I hate the way I'm so angsty; I hate the way that certain songs tip me over the edge and leave me lying on my bed staring at the ceiling for hours with the song on repeat as I spiral; I hate the way Charles II is so BLOODY COMPLICATED; I hate the way I seem to be losing things and abandoning things like I can't control; I hate the way that UCAS hasn't updated; I hate the way I'm getting so worked up about everything all the time; I hate the way some people don't seem to care and I hate that I do too much.

I need sleep.

~Hathy_Col~