1/12/25
I have been grieving lately. Not only them but also that girl who lost her dreams. What do you do when you dreamt and dreamt untill you held it in your arms. Squeezed it only for it to crumble. What if the Kingdom fell after the happily after? What if cinderella was not able to cope with high society? What if Ariel missed the water too much? What if Belle fell out of love? What if Aurora realized Prince Philip was not really who she thought he was? What if Snow White realised she loved the wood more than the palace? What if the happily ever after was never the end? How do you survive?
I guess this page too shall be turned.
2/12/25
Sick of being sick. I have not slept properly since December started. The fever is not going away and my heart is beating violently.
3/12/25
It third of December, and I do not have my sweaters. If I spoke of my atrocities, I fear I will be undeserving of love. I am baffled by my audacity to endure even in the barren land of hopeless delusions. Are there seasons where this want will go away? I hope in the tomorrow that runs towards me, I am there for myself. But some times, well, most times or few times, I am beside Halsay when she said, I would leave me too.
4/12/25
There is a girl in me. She is dearly convinced she is worth your precious passing hours. I deem her want for your gaze as pathetic, but she smiles oh so sweetly. I am ashamed on her behalf. She is unfortunately unable to prevent herself from speaking so loudly; she has to be warned. She laughs unnecessarily loudly. I am afraid she does not really listen but only want your thoughts to wander on the words that roll off her tongue such as the rocks on the cliff. She is inconsiderate, obnoxious and begs to be heard, to be seen, to be appreciated, to be admired, to be respected, to be wanted, to be needed and to be loved. Do you love me?