Sunday, Apr. 29, 2007 5:13 p.m.
feeling physically weak. dizzy dizzy. i know i haven't gone home for n weeks. i know i haven't called mum for n weeks. i know i should, but i never do it. i know i hurt her again and again, yet i take no action. i'm here cadding and cadding, feeling heartbroken for hurting mum again (and deeper and deeper as i grow older (and she getting older)). what does it mean? it means that i'm a good-for-nothing. why am i sitting here feeling heartbroken, with tears filling my eyes? coward. miserable, hatable coward. a world of inequalities and unrequited love. |