someday you'll find

I'm dead. I'm really, really dead.
This is worse than the beginning of the year when I was just a walking skeleton/zombie.
This is worse than the time I was scared cos I was a bad juvenile delinquent law-breaker.
This is worse than the time I started putting on weight and expanding like a balloon.
This is worse than anything, because it's everything combined. So many things.

I'm calling out for help now. From you.
Just pop around to say hi. A random greeting. A work-related question.
I guess I just want to know you're still around.

And.
The last few days have been refreshing.
I miss the feeling of being free.
Of lingering around after training and not rushing home in the hopes that somebody is online. For the first time, I forgot the existence that took away simplicity.
And the thought "I don't hate you, I just love me more" just clung onto me. Yay.
So self pampering plans coming upppppppppp..

Well I'm still dead, and dead-er with all the stuff I have to do in the next few days/weeks but hey. I'm positive and strong.
And SOON IT'LL BE MY DATE WITH MINAH.

posted by jallyre @ 12:44 AM