C'était Salement Romantique

by Coeur de Pirate

It's been a while since I've updated this. Been working, so I tend to sleep very early. Felt like I'm one of those characters in a movie where my life revolves with waking up very early, taking the bus, work on a desk, go back, be miserable in my room while eating lots and lots of chocolate. (Wait! That is technically what I've been doing this couple of months.) Anyway, what made me different from those girls in the movies is that, there would be a moment, a scene, where a high-profile, successful man suddenly comes out of nowhere bumps into this miserable woman. They fell in love, and the story goes on. But not me, nope. I rather have a relationship with myself. And high-profile dude? Won't happen.

I recently discovered that there's something missing in my life. I had a very hard week and I didn't know how to pick myself up. Then I realized that what made me more miserable is expectations. Whether it's big or small. So I opened up to my girls, my besties. I re-gain that strength slowly, and started to walk. Even though it's hard but I had to keep going, leaving everything behind, I had to. I realized as well that it's okay for me to feel what I'm feeling right now, coz that what makes me human. I had this thought for a short period of time that I might finally be a heartless bitch for once. Someone that doesn't care about other's feelings, others that doesn't know me well enough to share my pain, my happiness. I am, again, in a sort period of time, disappointed.

I shall go and snuggle under my blanket now. Au Revoir.