missing lines
by MeL on May 6, 2007
my patience runs thin when i’m not feeling good. it’s been a while i know, but sometimes, things like this just gets on my nerves. i hate to quarrel because i feel really bad after each. yet, i’m too headstrong to back off and offer any apologies. it’s just not something that runs in the family – stubborn-ness.
at other times, i just feel, if only my thoughts, my doings are given a little more respect. i want to lead my own life too. i need personal space, personal time too. must i drop everything each time you ask for something? perhaps if that was the case, the fiend wouldn’t have made his way here. maybe i would have been happier. maybe i would really be home and feeling at home. and then perhaps, some quarrels and squabbles could have been avoided.
3.30am and here i am writing about something that wouldn’t make sense to anybody but myself. strange ain’t i? i just needed an outlet. pissed.
and on another note, days like this is getting odd as well. strangers but not quite strangers. and worse, it’s not making me feel any better.
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