I am so utterly happy but also so strangely depressed at the same time. I want to jump up and down in the leaves and snow, roll in the spring flowers and sing to the birds and my Favorite songs. But also I want to roll up in a blanket and hide my face from the world, cry myself to sleep and never show myself and simply cease to exist. My mind is a mix of fuck society i want to finally be confident and show my true colours and love me and all of who I am inside and out. But also I feel like the world will finally be better off when I am gone, the people around me will finally be happy when I choose to cease my existence. It's so utterly strange, this feeling.
