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soooooooooooo yeah.
yesterday, i reaffirmed a testament to my experience with horrible timing. no matter how much i try to be upbeat, optimistic, forward, sunny, or hopeful, i'm always delt different versions of the ill-hand.
i don't really know what's going on.
my bad luck with matters of the heart seem to follow me overseas, and is temperate to any climactic state.
in once sense i am hurt and emotionally wounded; an animal put to sleep, an atom bomb, a rage, a swell, a cataclismic crack. on the other, i never really got to do anything or go anywhere, or share much, or any of the good sound normal experiences that build a deep lasting emotional attachment that is the nice meaty part of relationships.
but there are a multuple of ways one can breakdown a sad day/moment, in order to find that right excuse for why things didn't work out, and i am not one to be any different from most other humans.
i am not well.
today i ate some passionfruit in order to replace and reclaim the serving i willingly gave away.
i suppose then, that this is all.
ps-thanks kasia for telephonical conversationings.
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