:D
Hehehe yes yes, I wanted to say Xasthur, Burzum, Nocturnal Depression and more!
I couldn’t decide on just top five initially!
Wow I actually didn’t know some Bollywood celebrities did go under the knife.
Limiting to only three posts per page.
Don’t really have a reason that inspired this change.
It’s strange how those two ended up seeing each other but not that surprising though.
They try to keep it low but it’s so obvious to me that they’ve started going out and stuff for quite a while already.
I don’t really care but I have to admit there’s one thing I kind of give a shit about, which is…
WHY HER?
WHY MY PRIMARY SCHOOL FRIEND?
WHY THE GIRL WHO HAD BEEN MY MALAY CLASSMATE IN PRIMARY SCHOOL?
Don’t you have, like, any other girl to go for instead? Or are you just that desperate?
I’m guessing it’s the latter, considering the way you sort of jumped from one girl to another.
I personally think she deserves better although I believe you won’t put her through what you’ve made me.
You took my forgiving, unrelenting nature for granted and all the shit you did to me? I can’t believe it had taken me so long to get out of such an abusive relationship.
You know they say “If you still talk about it, you still care about it.”
Well it’s not him that I care about.
It’s just me because sometimes I still mentally kick myself over being so dumb for so long; the fact that I’ve let him ruin me just like that.
Oh God.
Good morning.
I’m still reeling from a nightmare that I was rudely awakened by.
I had to breathe in and out slowly to calm myself down.
I was being harassed (in the nightmare) by that wretch of an ex-boyfriend of mine.
I was so vehement in trying to push him away that I jerked in my sleep and pushed my bolster hard.
I could have carried on sleeping but I want out, the nightmare really made me sick to my stomach.
Ugh.
I am a little bit pissed, just a lil bit, but ah I’m not going to let it get to me too much.
On a brighter note, I managed to purchase a knit pullover on etsy for only USD5! So happy with such a bargain.
Fuck anxiety.
Fuck it for creeping up on me last minute.
Now I’m all dressed with nowhere to go.
Just fuck it.
I’m sick of this.
Fuck fuck fuck it.
I’m cussing and I don’t care.
Ugh.
I’m tired of being misunderstood.
I’ve been told not to think about the past too much.
Like, WHAT MAKES YOU ALL THINK THAT I WANT TO THINK ABOUT THE PAST?
I don’t even want to.
It’s the PTSD, it’s the flashbacks.
You won’t understand.
Ugh sometimes it gets so frustrating how ignorantly clueless people can be.
LIKE SAYING “DON’T THINK OF THE PAST” WILL HELP ME A LOT. AS IF I DON’T KNOW THAT ALREADY. I MAY BE MENTALLY ILL BUT I’M NOT UTTERLY STUPID.
I hate that when I get upset, I can feel it in my stomach which then starts to churn and soon after I feel like throwing up.
Randomly tried this app out on Facebook and got this as my result.
HAHAHAHAHA CAN’T EVEN- GOOD JOKE RIGHT THERE
Yeah I purposely omitted my Facebook name here.
I even proceeded to see if there are any distinct similarities or differences…
… and I don’t know. HAHAHAHAHAHAH bleah.
Can’t even be bothered to update my sleep diary lately.
Sleeping schedule’s so screwed.
