the pictures shall do the talking. it was a boring day at brisbane and my plan to swim failed because i felt sick. but not before i managed to buy my havaianas and books! ironic.
First time being so sick overseas. alone. vomited like twice and had a hard time keeping anything down. amazed that i haven eaten a single thing for more than a day and my gastric hasnt acted up yet.=x
when you are sick, you just wish you're home and not alone. but neither of which is a choice.=[[ maybe because it feels terrible. up till now, the pain still lingers. it still feel so real. the solitude, the pain, the dreams,everything.
on a side note, i've had enough of people telling me to just break it off or whatnots. knowing that i have my own insecurities isnt enough? why do you guys feel the need to add on to my doubts and fear. maybe what you say is true, but that exactly what im afraid of. that its the truth. nothing but the truth and no matter how hard i try, it isnt gonna change.='[ or maybe deep down inside, im even more afraid of the changes that will come. i have no bloody idea how to stay the same when everything is changing!
*[[lenice]]*
-p.s its the 100th day!
the pictures shall do the talking. it was a boring day at brisbane and my plan to swim failed because i felt sick. but not before i managed to buy my havaianas and books! ironic.