Sunday, May 17

I am not okay,


What kind of feeling? I don't like this feeling. I can't expalain it.haha, feels like you wanna laughing and crying at the same time.
I don't like Sunday. As I grow up,Sunday doesn't feel like sunday. Sunday feels like a preparation to face any problems on the whole weeks that you will face. Especially when it comes to evening, gosh. I don't know. Tastes like a murky cloud. Feels like your head will play a memory about every single thing you like but you just can't hold it.

Oh, like you went to somewhere you liked but you didn't want to go home, or you spent a time with person you loved and don't want to end so fast. And I missed my old friends so bad :'(
Seems like I'll get a nightmare tonight.

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