every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
So my sojourn up north was cut short by illness. This must be the sickest I have felt in the last 3 years. Poisoned by something I ate. The bus journey back was a real torture. All this suffering is all I deserve I am sure. The world didn't end not that I expected it to.
posted by Mr Brightside at 9:32 AM
2 Comments:
she left you for her own happiness, at the same time i'm sure she doesn't want you to be in pain--she wants you happy even though she can't give you that. continuing your depression only makes her guilty. it's hard but if you still love her you fulfill her wish for you to be happy even if you're not together. you can do it, mr brightside! have a merry xmas!
she left you for her own happiness, at the same time i'm sure she doesn't want you to be in pain--she wants you happy even though she can't give you that. continuing your depression only makes her guilty. it's hard but if you still love her you fulfill her wish for you to be happy even if you're not together. you can do it, mr brightside! have a merry xmas!
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