Maybe I’m a little girl afterall.

19Apr09

I want a snowfall kind of love.
The kind of love that quiets the world.

Snowfall – Ingrid Michaelson 

 

Keep fighting on. When something as sudden as this happens, even I’m left speechless.
I fell sick. Sick in a tried to sleep at 6.30am. woke up at 8am to barf. i did 12 takes of that. my head was  is pounding from the fever, it almost felt like food poisoning all over again. tried to take panadol, puked it out too.  I’m so weak and literally empty now that if you were to punch me, i’d take 1 hour to dodge. fuck, that was funny no? why? sick people not allowed to have a humour? (:

 

too many things to write.
but i dont want to.
i just need to get away from you before i hurt myself.

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