It’s like this: I give up. The only thing that’s stopping me is the pain I cause to those I leave behind. My pain or theirs. And so it is a vicious cycle until I finally have the balls to decide. My pain or theirs. I don’t mean to go emo, I loathe that shit [...]
No, I’m sparing you from all that lovey-dovey cheese. This post is definitely nothing of that sort. Okay, perhaps a little bit. I wish I was on serotonin and endorphin overload, but sadly, I am not. I cannot share the good ol’ Valentine cheer because I have none to give. Lest you forget, I am [...]
Once I die, I want to be put in a plain black laquered box and be buried in my red, ‘Fuck me’ stilettos which I never had the chance to wear because you already said goodbye before Amazon mailed it. My debts from all that mindless shopping to numb the pain will be void and [...]
I can’t believe how optimistic I am sometimes, to the point of being delusional. I believe and hope so hard, trusting that things will turn out alright, although not necessarily to my favor. Alright is just about enough for me. I don’t know how long this optimism lasts before I start feeling jaded again. I [...]
So it’s been three days (I think), of headaches, sleepless nights, a bleeding heart, and failed attempts to be occupied. I believe I’m doing better than most girls. The vodka remains unopened, and I haven’t slashed my wrists or anything of that sort. I’ve done this before, it should be easy, right? Funny thing happened [...]
