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♥ brenda


Hello, my name is Brenda by birth. I really like dressin up. I love books and photography. I hate lizards, insects, things that slime or crawl.Neither do i like gore or violent films.

AM WATCHING MY LIFE FROM FIFTY FEET.

And nope, im not delusional.
not yet

screams



Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Alone.


Today I never felt more alone. I was facing so much.

Suddenly, I have a 10k target to meet in 4 days. And accusations of things that I'm not guilty of. I feel neglected and alone. And helpless.

But yes, I am alone.

There is no one here anymore. I have to face all these alone, and all the stress at work. And just when I was about to just go home and hide in my room. I get yelled at.

I get no peace at all. Not at work , not at home. I just want a place or somewhere i could run to. I no longer hope for someone.

Everyone is gonna leave you. When you get too dependent, then you'll lose. You lose everything when then person leaves. You lose yourself, and your only pillar - wait, more of what you thought was your pillar.

Okay I speak no further. I just want to cry. In solitude.



Monday, September 24, 2012
They say silence is a girl's loudest cry.

Well quoted.

Then again, you keep silent because you just see no point fighting anymore.

Then comes people that uses it against you. They use it for knowing you will not defend yourself. Do not let people get this advantage over you. Always know when to start speaking up for yourself. I did.

2012, I've learnt to keep comments to myself. Yes. Just being silent. Do not meddle in other people's hearsay. And gossip mongers will starve. Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.

And that your past will haunt you. Sadly, you let those you trust in on the deepest darkest secrets, but then when the affair ends, it's all ugly. Just your past will be uglier. You can't totally remove a nailed hole from wood, when the nail is removed, the hole remains. Then the hole will decay and rot. Then gets bigger and bigger. Just like an exposed wound.