Monday, March 25, 2013 @ 8:13 PM

I've never felt so fucking empty in my entire life. My mood remains blank with a tinge of sadness, and that sadness comes from feeling so vastly hollow and immovable and because I can feel my heart growing more languid as the days go by. Why am I becoming like this, so detached from everyone around me, stacking bricks on top of bricks to build a greater wall around myself? Yet I complain about being lonely, and it's as if I am still contained within an illusion that some Mr. Prince Charming will obliterate my seemingly infallible wall and impress me, steal my heart away and save me from this hell of a life, just like before, but this time it will end in a happily ever after.

Who am I trying to fool, there is no such thing as a happy ending for me.