o these emotions

I am not an emotional teenage girl.

Okay, now that I've shamelessly lied to all of you, I shall tell you the real, hard truth. I am, in fact, very emotional, and very much a teenage girl. Or at least, I was last time I checked. So hopefully that is still true, and if it isn't, we have problems. Anyway.

Lately, I've been on what can only be termed an emotional rollercoaster. Not really because of my life--that's been pretty normal and boring and everything else it usually is. So it's not because of normal things (you know, going through life changes, getting married, getting unmarried, that sort of thing), but rather because of...

Well, books.

And television.

And other nerdy things.

Wait, you thought this was going to be insightful and deep and challenging? Oh well.

My first moment of emotional chaos was halfway through The Fault In Our Stars, by John Green. It's a pretty good book (has some swearing sprinkled throughout, as well as some inappropriate material. It's all very fade-to-black though, but it's not, you know, a paragon of virtue and morals or anything), but...oh my word. My emotions. To use Tumblr jargon, it makes me feel all the things, and everything hurts.

And then I reached the most emotionally charged chapters in my book, Royalty. My main character must part from her true love, else bad things will ensue. Bad things will ensue anyway. But you know what I mean.

And then I suffered from a relapse of Reichenbach feelings as there was a spate of beautiful Sherlock graphics on Tumblr.

So, all in all, this past week has been very tumultuous for me. My emotions hate me, and I feel all the things. I wouldn't give up feeling those things, though. Because it's nice, in some twisted way. How has your week gone?

- Kyla Denae