Thursday, April 05, 2012 ;
7:00 PM
I just voiced my disappointment to my mom.
I know I shouldn't have, but this is how I feel now.
I don't know, I am just tired of this.
Why me is not even appropriate to describe how I feel now.
Again? is probably more apt.
When things like this happen, as much as I try to be in control, a part of me just spirals out of control.
Lucky? Or did I run out of luck, again?
She must have sensed the utter indifference.
Indifference. Disappointment. Distrust.
What' s left to believe when all hopes are disappearing one by one?
light my way ♥