It's so confusing at times to pinpoint what i am nursing between the two: the malady or my existence.
Most of the times, i am so blinded by the consequences of this malady that i missed out on the glitter of my existence. Obvious times when i would just wallow in the darkest corner and prohibit interaction with known species. Hibernation to non-existence. Fear of inflicting harm to others. Name it, i have all the reasons not to splurge on the gaiety life has to offer. Kill Joy.
share a life with me. draw with me. play with me. sing with me. read with me.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
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