In the dungeons

I knew this was coming.

The whiny post about A level life, or rather, pre-prelims life. I can't help it.

Suddenly things just seem a little bleaker. A little more dreary. Mix in a little black paint and I won't be able to see beyond the stars.

Previously all I could see was the burst of sunshine and laughter in almost everything, the sparkle and unbridled joy of LIFE, so this feeling is entirely foreign to me.


I don't feel like myself.

I'm determined, yet I'm losing hope.

I'm positive, yet I'm despondent.

I have forces that uplift, yet I'm being pushed down by something larger I can't fight.

I'm confident, yet uncertain.

I am a mass of contradictions and I don't know how to entangle myself out of this one ):

(LASTTTTTTT POST FOR THE YEAR. PROMISE.)

Somehow I can't stay away :/