a gesture of putting his arm over my shoulder, telling me to take good care of myself warmed my heart instantly. i kinda regretted what i did last night but i am still angry over it. a gentle reminder to look after myself makes me want to protect them even more. why do i feel that i have failed to be the perfect daughter? i hate the current state of life i am in now, struggling with the limited ability i have.
i dont want to watch the television dramas alone. i dont want to argue with the person i see in the mirror. i need someone to bicker with me. i want to be nagged at. i want someone to pull me off my bed every morning. be safe! =)

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