Recently things happening around me had been giving me some sort of hope in my life. But hope doesn't necessarily equate to happiness. Because this hope is just part of the package which I know I have to acknowledge that it's there. It feels very heavy, and very unreal. And my filter isn't working properly yet. And I can't grasp my emotions properly yet. In other words, I'm still mentally unsound. I need some directions in life. Although there're little signposts along the way. But I cannot see them clearly. Not at all. ____________________________________
And you wonder why life tricks you like that.
I'm going to relieve some good old memories tomorrow. And for that I Am Happy.
Wednesday's gonna be dangerous.
& Friday's gonna be unsafe.
My emotions are still all over me.
Fuck, face it.