my mind: “you can’t have everything,” they say they have never met you. nonsense! remind me, i’m full of forgets of my graces of my kindness of my capabilities of my smiles my worth. remind me, i’m a slug (fix that!) expects simplicity instant, one BOOM! and I’ll be ok wrong! “cheerful are they who have hope,” said He. patience, darling. have hope. find your … Continue reading a plea
Wow. It’s been very long since I last written in here. Hi, if anyone’s there. Since the last post; that poem of me being depressed….. I guess I still am. Alongside thousands other stressed uni students. During exam period. Since SWOTVAC, or even since week 11. Maybe I am overreacting. Yuck, sometimes I hate the resulting phenomenons of my imbalanced hormones. These kind of posts. … Continue reading 3:13 am, send help
this is a story about a depressed young woman all of a sudden, all she felt was that she is worthless, there’s nothing she can do better that she may not have a future she felt very sad, and all she could do was to let the tears stream down her face with a dangling hope that this won’t happen again expecting someone to say … Continue reading wednesday, 2:27 am
I’ve always wondered: How do you look like, What kind of person you are, How did he treat you, How was the relationship? I’ve always wanted to meet you. When you left, he was devastated, I did not know what to do. I did not know what to feel. He still thinks of you: At least in his memories, his young self’s. It does not … Continue reading To the girl my love once loved
“take me to a place where happiness is easy,” you said. is this how depression feels like? when the tears won’t stop coming out despite how hard you try to laugh it all off; and you feel your body shaking, like something stabbed you on the chest your mind wanders; the words “I want to die,” came out from your mouth without knowing whether ending … Continue reading take me to a place where
It’s 12:05 AM here in Melbourne — probably its 2 hours earlier in the place where you are right now but I guess it’s fine. Thank you. Thank you for these past 8 months; our ups and downs, our laughters and our tears. The places we went together, days and nights we spent in each others’ arms, […]
The last few months had been tiring. People are tiring; this is the fourth or fifth time I typed it. I. Am. Tired. It’s not that they are completely irritating — well sometimes, maybe — but I think it’s more about me. I’m the type of person who is outgoing and all that, yet if I keep on dealing with the same people again and again and again and again, … Continue reading about… me.