#imsuchabitchforcomplaining

[lilylilsevans]

freedom outside my house feels like sweets in a paper bag, i do not hold the bag neither does the bag hold me. the sweets might be cheap, but they're sweet enough. the freedom that is 'given' to me at my home feels like a lavish dinner at a great restaurant, but my spoon is frozen. no matter how wonderful the food is, the spoon will get stuck to my tongue and until and unless you remove it, i am unable to enjoy anything else.