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@glacial-doll
looking back, I now realise how superficial my problems were…
IT HURTS
I’m here again...
I haven’t been feeling well... I wish I could say things are getting better, it will get better... someday. for now all I can think about is giving up on life (again, though I haven’t act upon it) I don’t know how long can I tolerate the pain. I just want everything to end. I’ve too many things on my broken plate. I tried... I always end up shedding a tear or two, breaking down in silence. The thought of being gone doesn’t scare me anymore. I’m happy to leave and say goodbye.
In the abyss of nothingness... I feel empty, broken and hopeless. The only emotions I can recognise. I need help, but it's too late for that so I suck it up and just make it through the day. That every step wishing I'd stop breathing all together, not a minute that passed by without the thought of ceasing to exist.
Here I am, trying to shake off these sexual fantasy I keep having with you
Once an owl... always an owl
Its been more than a year since I last opened/ visited this blog.
Its been more than a year when I moved overseas
Its been more than a year working at a west end theatre
Its been more than a year when things changed
...
One thing remains, I’m still a night owl! And I guess I can say I survive? and still am surviving. I don’t know why I’m back on this site but I do know why I left. This time I don’t mean to go away. I’ll keep my old post (to remind me of who I was) but I’ll channel to a more vibrant positive outlook from now on. I’m determined to pursue my dreams, work on my personality, and make ends exceed the meeting point. Nonetheless, I can’t promise to change my body clock. Remind me that I need to get myself checked out.
trying to fix my life.
Im in a deep slumber
There's a reason why I'm avoiding this site, there's a reason why I tried to fight every itch to scroll down, a reason why... I'm afraid to linger on these thoughts and feelings writing it all out, I'm afraid I'll be in this dark cloud again, I'm afraid I'll miss you so much. It's been just two weeks I said I don't want to count the days I've been away, missing those routines of each day.
Always tell someone how you feel, because opportunities are lost in the blink of an eye but regrets can last for a lifetime.
Unknown (via amargedom)
Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.
Cesar A. Cruz (via wnq-art)
What do you do when missing someone hurts just as badly as being with them because you can’t be ‘just friends’ with someone you used to love, with someone that made you excited to get out of your bed in the morning when normally you’d lie underneath your tangled sheets for days on end because every time your eyes lock with his there’s that split second of raw desire to remember what he tastes like and how it feels to be wrapped in his arms but you both know too well that you couldn’t make it work then and it won’t work now so instead of warm embraces and genuine smiles you have reluctant hellos, shuffling eyes and the sound of your phone vibrating on the table next to your bed from the 4 missed calls from your friends asking where you’ve been the past few days.
(via inanimates)