I finally returned to school today after much reasoning with myself & it wasn't that bad (: except for the fact that i kena hair from Limmymotherfuckeryokekeng!
I'm starting to get use to it. Like immune, resistant or something. It's omnipresent and if I compel myself 24/7, I would be dead by now. I hope I can exile myself to a faraway place. But I figured that there's nothing I can really do about it, so for now, I'm learning to breathe again, like Melinda says.
I would like to change, I hope I could, at least. I was ignorant from the start, guess I'm even more ignorant now. It is less painful, & I'm very happy with that! I take it as an omen that I will not be able to live in a fantasy but I can definitely survive with reality. I may look sallow but I'm not dead, yet.
You can be gruff, you can come and spit out ugly words in my face. I won't look dejected, because I bear in mind not to expect anything. I can continue to blog, sing, dance, look at the sky and live my life.
I feel relief. Thanks Melinda, I love you and I don't need a crowd to provide me oxygen, I found my niche <333
I'M TURNING INTO A HERMIT. ROFLMAO :D
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