Thing is I can’t really hide how hard this is for me. I can’t even.
Sometimes I don’t know how I could endure the sadness of being apart with the one I love.
One addiction that I have on the contrary is I watch scary shows/movies just to get the feeling off of my chest — that feeling when you miss a person so much and how much you want to be with him. I can endure the creepy feeling but not the latter.
I noticed that I feel a bit uninspired lately. A lot has been going on with work, and everything is pretty much stressing me out.
I actually expected a lot from myself specially on our 365th a couple of days ago but apparently I wasn’t feeling the “it”. The urge to write or scribble a couple of words, was missing. I didn’t even do anything. I was shattered, like an old mirror all cracked up that just needed a nudge to be lifeless and broken. I feel bad.
Been thinking of ideas, been wanting to compose myself to be able to write my heart out all over again. Problem is when I start to randomly type in words or jot down my thoughts — I often end up deleting them instead. I am unfortunately stuck! Same spot, not moving. Lifeless.
It felt like you are alive, yes, but your soul went wandering some place you vaguely know of, which you have no clue when it will be coming back.
It was one of those typical first love that we all know.
I fell in love. He fell for me too.
Apparently it was 6 long years of realization that brought me to who I am right now. You have to know when to let go when things are not going as planned and when the feeling isn’t right anymore. It’s just that there are certain things that are not really meant to be.
I am 24 and counting. I have a dog (fluffy dog). I suffer from Asthma. I’m a writer. I have a heart problem. My name starts with the letter J. I have two brothers. My favorite color is green. I drink a lot of water. I am working. I am the only daughter. I wish my friends and I spend more time together. I love love love to read. I have Bob Ong books. I am a licensed nurse. I like a lot of music. I am no longer single. I wish I can go to movies again. I love going anywhere. I adore shakes.
CONFESSIONS.. I read a lot (before). I seldom read before I go to sleep already. I occasionally drink. I’ve never done drugs. I’ve never tried smoking. I can’t wait to love again. I like dogs but sometimes I’m scared of them. I hate someone. I don’t like candies. I am no longer allergic to alcohol. I am not a vegetarian. I watch too much movies. I am addicted to music. I am confused. I am a procrastinator.