At times, I don't know what to feel. When something happens, others around me react differently from what I would. They all laugh, I don't know whether I should.. If I don't do the same, they might think me as weird, strange or even inhuman. When people around me are having a good time, I feel like I'm going through something strenuous and torturing instead of enjoyment. I'm afraid that I might slip away from this very world, to be apart from everyone and alone. I cannot bring myself to like something that I loathe and hide behind this facade of mine every time.. I might break.

Listening to: Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift

Labels: Heart, Randomies, Writing