All this buzzing inside my head, all these words inside my heart that i wanna get out but cant.
I didnt sign up for a life like this?!
But what else can we do, i dont want to seem like an ungrateful brat
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All this buzzing inside my head, all these words inside my heart that i wanna get out but cant.
I didnt sign up for a life like this?!
But what else can we do, i dont want to seem like an ungrateful brat
“- And his eyes, which, when their. other, kinder gaze fell on you, came like the miracle of the Resurrection.”
- Call Me By Your Name, Andre Aciman
Am stuck in one of those periods where i want to read desperately and force myself to read but it all seems different???? The romance seems real and fun as always but somewhat different?? The sarcasm still manages to make me snort but then thats it?? I am teary at the sad moments but cant cry like i used to??
Is it okay? Is it not? Should i care? Should i not? Is world diminishing my emotional intelligence or its just i m getting hold of my emotions?? Confusing af.
All i know about heartbreak is love.
Once you love, heartbreak comes with it naturally.
Just like the stars, once the night has befallen.
20 days left till i might see him again?
Seems cruel? But seems something to be grateful for?
I love him. Will always
Cant wait 😭
3.04 am
N i cant seem to sleep?
No thoughts. But so many thoughts.
I miss him still but cant help it with the current situation. We are at the difference of 8 hours. Done the mandatory FaceTime. Yet i missed talking to him. Seemed like time isnt in our favour.
Everything seems to be dragging.
Cant i just fast forward time to when i see his face in person again?
Please god? Please?
“For Albio,
Alma de mi vida”
“Soul of my Soul”
- André Aciman, “Call Me By Your Name”
We might be the master of our own thoughts, still we are the slaves of our own emotions