It was a quick transition, from together to alone.
It wasn’t as I imagined, it was more like finishing a good book. I thought it would involve unnecessary consumption of ice cream and chocolates, crying myself to sleep and not being able to function at all.
Nights are not as cold, mornings are easy.
Checking my mobile does not include messaging anyone if I ate already, or if I’m dressing up for work.
No reason to stay up late. My body thanks me for always getting enough sleep.
I still don’t know if I’m going to regret this in the future. But for now, I feel okay. Everything’s fine. I don’t feel like I’m being needed anyway.
the one where she’s listening to boy pablo while vomiting words
Well, it’s not my birthday. This blog turned 1 today! Cheers to more quality content and consistent blog posts hahaha! To be honest, I was quite hesitant to start this blog before, mainly because I was not really good with playing with words. I just started this without thinking that other people would actually read my posts. But anyway, I’m grateful for y’all because I felt that I sort of did something right. 😉
Thank you for being in this journey with me. Love y’all.
I kinda wanna do a giveaway.
Yes or yes?
[ I haven’t bought anything yet for my giveaway, but most likely it would be like a care box from me. are u excited huhu bec i am ]
I really liked AM duties just because you were there.
Early in the morning, your first destination was the third place
I could tell by your hair that you woke up pretty late, because it wasn’t waxed as it often looked. What did you do last night? Did you stay up late to finish the reports your boss told you to do? Did you binge watch a TV show? Did you leave your eyes open, staring at the ceiling, thinking of someone?
You chose the same spot. The same table, facing the window. The same chair you sat on yesterday, and the day before. Your brown satchel laid flat across your note.