Ya no estás a mi lado ahora pero todas las noches me acompaña tu recuerdo...
Sweet Sorrow.
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Ya no estás a mi lado ahora pero todas las noches me acompaña tu recuerdo...
Sweet Sorrow.
Vorrei lasciarmi tutto alle spalle sai? Non vorrei più pensarci. Vorrei solamente andare avanti per la mia strada, un po' come hai fatto tu. Spiegami il perché? Perché tutto questo dolore? Perché proprio io devo soffrire in questo modo? Sono entrata in un periodo della mia vita dove non provo più niente. Sento solo freddo, i miei occhi sono spesso spenti, e a volte, mentre rido, mi fermo a pensare a ciò che sono diventata a causa di tutto questo male. Sono una persona orribile, non sono davvero forte, sono fragile, sono stronza, cattiva, acida. Sono sola. Nessuno vorrebbe una persona come me al proprio fianco. Nessuno vorrebbe una persona così gelosa, egoista, menefreghista. Nemmeno io mi vorrei al mio fianco. Non posso più cambiare, ma chiedo a questa vita, a questo mio periodo no, di non durare troppo. Perché sono mesi ormai che mi ripeto "non è giornata".
I'm so tired...
So just a week ago , my cat Boots died from several organ deficiencies all at once. This week, Raven, my other fat happy bundle of love cat gets constipated. No big deal, he's had constipation before and usually some enemas and laxatives later he's back to normal cat operation. Took him in Monday, plan to pick him up on Wednesday. Get a call this morning and find out he died in his sleep from complications with the blockage. Happy as could be, purring and cuddling me when we took him in and just like that, he's gone too. Pile on top of that while I'm paying for the Vets service, I get a call from my dad that Grandma is going to have open heart surgery in a week. I'm just exhausted from the stress and sadness at this point. I'll get better, but I really feel like I need a vacation from life right now. On a higher note, a coworker of mine that had been hospitalized for an allergic reaction he had seems to have been released, so that's some bit of good news.
Alyssa is moving to Tampa in two weeks Sarah is moving to Clearwater in a month Cameron and Carl are moving to Lakeland in two months
First Bowie and now Alan Rickman what. No.
Currently drinking ginger ale and crying. March just hasn't been my month...
Lists to do to pass the time at the tax accessors office: 1. Get oil changed 2. Ask about my broken windshield wiper/estimate of cost 3. Rewrite food service resume since I stupidly deleted my copy cuz I didn't want to go back to food service 4. Print food service resume and try to stop by places 5. Sew the table cloth 6. Do laundry
Its the time of the month. And I'm easily moved, emotionally.
I cried watching a singing competition (??!!).
I cried when my brothers asked me why wasn't my ibu sleeping on the bed.
I cried when my aunt was talking about a wedding.
I cried while texting my boyfriend.
I cried when I told him that I miss him.
I cried when he called me.
And the fact that my boyfriend has to go for his reservist in 2 days time, for 10 freaking days, makes me want to cry already.
Omg. Im experiencing the blahs!.