the emotional thoughts that come with the un-comforting pain.
i wished i do not have to smile.
i wished i do not have to make myself think.
i wished i could just have a comfort hug and warmth down my face that makes my mind drift away the un-comforting pain..
or maybe i should just swear.
i hate being a woman.
*
i hate picking up calls in the morning by unknown numbers.
because none of them are what i have been waiting for.
my patience is being tested.
i almost threw my anger on some freebee caller.
it is your lucky day i don't feel good.
oh, bloody hell.
*
maybe a bagel with coffee. in bed. will be nice.
posted by Cinds @ 1:30 PM
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