| Heh, as they say, "what doesn't kill you...only makes you stronger." I'm not sure if that can apply to me though. It sort of feels as if a small part of me dies each time (a bit extreme I know) but honestly I'm very weak at heart and get easily vulnerable. Too naïve, man  Everything happens for a reason, sure. Unfortunately there are certain events...something you hear about on the news/TV or even stuff from one's life that I just can't seem to grasp the concept of. My problem is I have too much time on the side during which my mind wanders to far away places; unfortunately none of which that are happy happy joy joy. I still wonder why the thing happened (using previous entry as source) and why upsetting things continue to occur. Everyone experiences a bad time, yea I know, but it seems a lot for me to handle at the moment. I miss the two people I have "lost" terribly. They are still very dear to me and I think the only things that are keeping me sane for the time being are my memories with them. |
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| why did it have to happen now?  |
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| I'm having one of those moments. Where your head feels like a
water-filled balloon and everyone's squeezing it tighter and
tighter...and you're just waiting for the leakage. I'm getting
sick of certain things and can't get enough of other stuff. No
big surprise there; it's bound to have happened. Eh, what else is
new?
I'm glad no one's around me right now. I wouldn't have felt like
talking to you even though I would love it otherwise. I also
wouldn't welcome any sort of contact.
Don't get me wrong. It's never your fault or anyone else's for
that matter. It just happens all in my head, thank you very much.
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| Ahhh do you not hate it
when things are just so good and you feel good and you want to do
everybody? You see...there is always the other side to the
coin. Or the fine print. Whatever you want to call it.
I am freakin' screwed. Poopster.
Arghhh. This is not my week.
Do you not dare to ask me what is my deal, my problem, my worry.
I will chew your head off with my teeth, nicely polished for easier
incision. Or maybe the thigh? I heard that it is gooooood.
Only prop if you want to feast alongside me!
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