walk closer to the bougainvillea bush
and hopefully the pain inside will fade away,i thihhnk i hate myself.


time is running short. i don't know what to do. maybe i just want to seat and rot.
growing up or grown up.losing the way or freedom bells ring.its time to move but i'm glued to the seat.yesterday's spat of events after i blog were depressing. i watered the plants.