I tried to remember how it felt like. Pero wala, hindi ko talaga maalala.
I told the Heavens how I felt like maybe it's pointless to ask for the nth time when He had let me down so many times before.
I know that God owes me nothing, at hindi ko sya genie na obligadong ibigay lahat ng hiling ko.
I hate this helplessness.
Alas dos na. Wala akong pasok ng huwebes kaya hindi kailangan gumising ng maaga. I'd probably still wake up early though. By early, meaning 7am-is. My body has this habit of kicking me out of bed around this hour in the morning.
Sa totoo lang, I feel unwell. Most days, I don't really feel like waking up at all.
I am once again turning a year older in a few days.
Sometimes I feel like 35 is a too long years to live.
Cristina died before 30. She sort of predicted that.
Joven was 25. Jeff was 28. Joie... I forgot.
Siguro sadyang mahirap lang ang mga panahong ito.
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Written by cinderellaareus at 02:56 AM.