Yesterday was a cry-fest.
It’s when you know that you have no way out but to have your total surrender.
Somehow, it felt good. Way, way better.
Some sort of catharsis I must say.
Exhausting, yeah but revealing.
You can claim you’re tough. You can make others believe you’re ok.
I’m the queen of Cs anyway.
Cool-calm-collected, always in control.
Always on top of my thing but sometimes it gets too real.
The rest of the night was spent indulging on a sin.
Nah, not really a sin.
But for me to waste hours tracking down the details feels so inconvenient
And to waste it all on unproductive amusement.
To cut it short,
I’m a bit paralyzed and am admitting that tonight.