Erase

Some months ago, I felt that void.

The emptiness was killing me, every night wishing it wasn't there - something that wasn't there. Thinking like this, how can you wish for something that wasn't there to fill an empty space. That's filling an empty space with nothing. So my wistful longing was for nothing.

Was There A Cry?

A cry for help. That's what the boy told me when I posted a single "No." on Facebook a couple of years ago.

Back then when he told me that post was a cry for help I didn't entertain it. I saw it merely as an expression. Of saying no to the world but not wanting to divulge what was the no aimed at. I was pretty secretive at the same time as wanting to be expressive.

And he prod no longer.

The Absurdity of Falling in Love

Some girls likes to argue  about how liberating single life can be, about how we don't need men or something to that effect. Some others wanted to be in a relationship, and couldn't live without being in one.

Often I hear arguments among my cliques about how fast people move on, or about how slow some people are at moving on, or how the heart can only be attached to one, or the fickleness of liking more than one person.

No Reassurance

Despite taking a month long holiday, I didn't feel like I caught a break.

     The thing with Gari made me think a lot. Convincing someone that things will get better makes me hate myself since that's an everyday effort, just to believe it myself. So it was not really surprising to me, when I asked for OssanFruit's help.