Nymphetamine.

I've been feeling like I need to scream all day. Just scream and yell and howl until my lungs burn. 


I hate having to hold everything back. I hate having to put up this shield everyday and cover myself so no one sees how lost and miserable I am.


I just want to be happy. As cheesy and cliche as that sounds, that's all I want. I want to move, to laugh and to write. I'm so tired of this stationary feeling. I'm tired of living for someone else. 


I want to find home. I want my own place just for me--where I can feel safe and secure. I need open space to find and create myself. I need something more than what's in my grasp right now. I need something that will make me happy.


You would think happiness is as simple as being happy. 


Lilac smells divine. Wherever I end up, I'll plant some right outside my window.