I'm suddenly paralysed with fear at the thought of losing my loved ones. Especially my mum cos of her health problems. All the lies I told, all the time I didn't spend, all the good things I didn't do. Someone save me from myself. Please. If this is a wake up call to be a better person, thank you. To me, there's no such thing as to appreciate or treasure more. I do, I already do. I just need to really be a better person, I know. My cheeks are getting reacquainted with my tears right now, shivering in silence.
Why does every lie-down on my otherwise comfortable bed lead to such thoughts... What's wrong with me...
"there's no use worrying about things you can't control, so drop it..."
I went off @
12:26 PM
Saturday, November 28, 2009