i cant slp.
with so many thots running thru my head...
i hate ths weight gain the suddenness of pimples
and the unexpected low self esteem.
it came even b4 pms.
i dun wan2 slp.
dun ask me y. i m in no mood to sit down discuss how who did this n what went wrong. arent we all a bit too old alrdy? hw abt thinking abt whr my future takes me instead?
sum ppl in my life try to think i am their fucking doll. interrogating me like a bloody convict. pride kills. false prides stabs u in the neck and u'll bleed till u run dry. and yes thats a curse.
its a dog eat dog world. den y ask me to be a vegetarian?am i not suppose to compete in the rat race as well?
why the fuck muz everything be seen as a forbidden ground? vaaname ellai. my mind has countless thoughts. how personal and peaceful. how secretive and... dangerous.
dreams unfulfilled. halting and i am responsible. when? when i see my face in the mirror and my dashed hopes stare back at me? shree, cant u handle this one, too?
i need this distraction. cos it won't last. period. i need my space to breathe and grow up.
and u fucking watch the way u speak to me.
adioz.