Bored you people to tears with all the crap quiz.
Who bothers to read what type of people I am?
They only want the juicy gossips of my life or how run down I am or how fun my life is.
Apparently, I am having my 3 mths overdue menses and is killing me emotionally, physically and mentally.
I throw temper every now and then.
Weather or menses, it doesn't matter.
Please let me be and don't irritate the hell out of me.
Alone. Seeking solitude.
Just let me concentrate in my breathing.
Inhale and exhale.
My mind is running. Running at a speed that my soul can't catch up with.
I am thinking too much, too fast and is getting way out of hand.
My imagination just left me and went for Africa to look for the lions.
Hate being a mental slave of anyone.
without knowing, I am searching.
Searching for a familar face in the mist of people.
