Elphaba Thropp (wickedtrouble) wrote in ccrpg, @ 2009-11-14 17:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | bartholomew favreau, elphaba thropp, november |
I think I'm going insane... thinking that I'm insane...
Days come, and days go. Sometimes I don't know when one ends, and one begins.
They seem to all blur together. But maybe that is better then facing reality. What is reality anyway?
I seem to violently have slipped away from it. I need something to jar me back..something,
someone..
Nothing earth shattering exciting ever happens here. Dull, dull, dull.
I hate this place, I wish I could just walk out those doors that have taken my freedom from me.
But that is not possible, they tell me. I am not well.
I don't know how long I can tolerate this place. I find it hard to eat in the cafeteria, they serve
animals.
What has my father done to me? I don't deserve to live like this. I am beginning to hate him.