I’ve
been feeling this sadness every now and then. When I’m breathing, it’s like my
throat would all of sudden hurt like crazy because there’s a lump
that pierces the muscles and nerves inside.
It’s
my birthday next week but I am not even excited. I’m turning 26 and look, I’m
still writing like a fucked up teenage girl who doesn’t seem to know what her
problem is. I have a blog 8 years ago (which I deleted because I can’t stand
the seeing the drama and angsty stories I had) and it’s all about the pain and
the seemingly-endless quest for love and cure. Now look what I have here.
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