i managed to catch a couple of photos with Jingle for the past few days!!!!! weets!












lately..
i've been cryin' a lot.. there's this unexplained frustration and stress in me.. it's got me all entangled in this bawling mood.
just yesterday while reading at the cafe at school.. two girls promoting some "Love Movement" for this yr's valentines' came over to me and handed me an album of photographs.. i was asked to pick out which one speaks of my current emotions the most..
and i chose smth like these two from the stack


unplugged and frustrated.. my feelings? i guess....?
hmm
i'm really sad and i can't snap out of this mood....
because i don't know what to expect from us anymore..?
because i feel strongly i don't fit...
because i feel insufficient and unsuitable..
because i can't bring us back to where we once started..
because all the "she"s are still there, i feel.
sometimes they say we shouldnt think too much..
well i doubt we ever wanted to.. it's not anything enjoying to indulge in sadness and bitter-i-just-realised-it's-no-longer-sweet nostalgia. but circumstances just create that mood.. and the words you speak are increasingly piercing and forceful that it stabs so hard i scream the loudest, yet, in painful silence. it's what i call "trapped".
dear empty heart.. pls... stop crying....
u've done ur best..
i've been cryin' a lot.. there's this unexplained frustration and stress in me.. it's got me all entangled in this bawling mood.
just yesterday while reading at the cafe at school.. two girls promoting some "Love Movement" for this yr's valentines' came over to me and handed me an album of photographs.. i was asked to pick out which one speaks of my current emotions the most..
and i chose smth like these two from the stack


unplugged and frustrated.. my feelings? i guess....?
hmm
i'm really sad and i can't snap out of this mood....
because i don't know what to expect from us anymore..?
because i feel strongly i don't fit...
because i feel insufficient and unsuitable..
because i can't bring us back to where we once started..
because all the "she"s are still there, i feel.
sometimes they say we shouldnt think too much..
well i doubt we ever wanted to.. it's not anything enjoying to indulge in sadness and bitter-i-just-realised-it's-no-longer-sweet nostalgia. but circumstances just create that mood.. and the words you speak are increasingly piercing and forceful that it stabs so hard i scream the loudest, yet, in painful silence. it's what i call "trapped".
dear empty heart.. pls... stop crying....
u've done ur best..
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