Don't play with it

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Something's up. I'm not quite sure what it is. One thing is certain though, this shall make for some good art and writing. Nanowrimo is next month. I'll just make a melodramatic plot line...lol

But seriously though, something's up and I'm not sure what it is. I'm re-thinking everything. I'm analyzing everything. Perhaps, being a bit too critical. But perhaps it's all this head burying in the sand, that has got me here to begin with.

No I can't just relax and let it go. I'm not sure what it is I'm letting go. There's a question mark over what the problem is... and that, truly is, more annoying than the problem. If only I could go to war with my denial, I would kill it. But I can't... because I'm excellent at providing hiding places.

So... after years of playing circular arguments, I shall try to deal with this from the front. No more nonverbal communication. Time to start being a big girl, and start being a lot more open, a lot more vocal, a lot more everything.

And about the coldness I'm beginning to feel... I want to kill that too. I don't want to be cold.

So... I have an exam tomorrow that I'm not ready for and I'm not able to focus on... and that's beginning to get to me too.

I'm craving cake again too... but there's no cake in the house and it's a public holiday.

Know what? I'm going to write a poem listing all these things that are beginning to get to me...stupes.

Shelli out.

Cuz each broken heart will eventually mend...

Your heart belongs to someone you have yet to meet...

And someday you will be loved.

-DCFC "Someday you will be loved"