It was that feeling.
You know what I’m talking about?
That overwhelming, gut-wrenching, soul-sucking, heartbreaking feeling; it captivated every fiber of your being and planted dead flowers throughout your body and let no space for butterflies to flutter.
It was one of those nights. The surrounding quiet was just too loud. You choked on nothing but the bitter emptiness that burned through your chest and pleaded for something. You desperately craved something other than the feeling of simple nothing.
No matter what we do and no matter what we say is wrong. How we dress, eat, speak, and even breathe. All of it is wrong. Society has set up this perfect world with specific guidelines for men and women with rewards and consequences for our actions. What is ‘perfect’, though? According to some, if you are not like the rest, you are weird. You don’t belong.