The bad day girlhas her heart in her feet,and she trips on it constantlyeven though she knows it's there.She holds her mind in her handSqueezing it and feelingit ooze out through between her fingersand somewhere inside her, it hurts.Her stomach's in her throat,Comfortable thereNot coming out,not going back down.And of course, her smile is caught behind her teethbarely there,rubbing against ...
So I let my down get the better of me today (and let's face it, yesterday too) and didn't go into work today. Half the time I'm on leave is because I'm sick. The other half is because I feel too low to face a day at the office.Is this just me?What do you do to help you make that ...
My posts this month have been way too few and far between, and mostly negative. I do admit I write mostly when something is bothering me, and atleast this time I have a valid reason. Been having a bad run of ill health, and having neglected it due to work raining down on me (and the dumbest subordinate on earth- ...
I'm on medicines more days than I'm not.Atleast that's how I feel right now. Been having annoying sicknesses for the past week, and after trying the local stuff -now doesn't that sound dodgy- and not getting better, I finally resorted to seeing a doctor. I now take metallic tasting big ass antibiotic, which fortunately is yeilding results.Deciding to go the ...
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart For the joys of the multitude.And I would not have the tears that sadness makes To flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.A tear to purify my heart and give me understandingOf life's secrets and hidden things. A smile ...
So in case you hadn't already figured it out by my recent posts, this week was downright sucky. Wait, let me capitalise it for effect.SUCKY.Ah well, I guess it could be worse.Don't you hate it when people say that in the form of consolation? But perhaps there is a reason for that. Possibly the fact that it's true!I think it's ...
So it's been happening again this week. I've been waking up way before I should, and stressing out about work over a slowly but persistently sinking heart. I tell myself the usual - this is temporary, ups and downs, job dissatisfaction is inevitable, everyone goes through it, it's just a job, I'm getting a promotion SO BE HAPPY DAMMIT!Perhaps it's ...
I scroll through pictures from 4 years ago, and I almost can't recognise myself. My hair's longer, I'm thinner in one instance, fatter in another. And most of all there's something I cannot quite place that is somehow so different. Maybe it's the extra wrinkles at the corners of my eyes, maybe it's the cheeks that hang just a tad ...
When I feel sad, nothing else matters.It doesn't matter that I have loads of work to attend to.It doesn't matter that it's my mother's birthday.It doesn't matter that I lie to him and pretend everything's okay.All that matters are MY feelings, the injustice done to ME, and the fact that I have no one who will stand up for me.This ...
My 2nd attempt at the Indie Ink Writing Challenge! This time my prompt (by Barb) was:Write a love letter to yourself from the viewpoint of the opposite gender.Hey you, I'm not great at passionate declarations, and right now I'm rather stumped for words. Bad enough as it is, it gets worse when I'm happy.You make me happy.I'm not sure what ...
As I'm writing this, I'm also chatting to him online. Our chat is full of smiley's, silly lyrics of songs, and confessions. I typed out a message after he dropped me last night, asking if he got home safe, and then didn't send it because it sounded too routine and relationshipish. I am in a relationship though. All over again.But ...
So....he asked me out :-)This is what I know. I'm on my turf now. With a good guy who is worth the risk of falling for.Guess he had the jackhammer after all!Title from song: You are a tourist- Death Cab for Cutie
He asked me if I've had angsty periods. I said yes, not so long ago. And then he asked me if I was happy."With what?""Life. In general""I am. Like right now, I am happy"Is a man the cause for my happiness?Yes. And no.Yes- because seriously, who wouldn't be happy to be with someone seemingly (ha, caution!) sane and sweet and ...
When I wake up in the morning thinking I have to write a post about happiness, dating, and love and then sit here and hear a song on the radio and remember him, and feel my heart just pause and bask in....something (happiness?), I know I'm in trouble.Oh fuck.Title from song: Price tag- Jessie J ft. B.O.B