"Feelings are stupid, that's why I'm watching Carrie." -me. (actual snippet of conversation that took place)
This is pretty much how I deal with my emotions. Watching a movie based on a Stephen King novel. Well, that or curling up, knees to chest, and bawling uncontrollably. It's really gross, there's snot and nasty sounds; aka ugly crying at it's best/worst(?). Generally speaking though, I stick to Carrie and the Shinning.
Hi, I'm a twenty-something, and I am a complete fucking mess.
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