I’m scared. So scared I’m trembling. Panicking with darting eyes.
Sucking my breath while coldness slithered up to my spine.I can’t see anything where I am now. It’s pitch-black and eery. My hands are involuntarily searching for something on the floor. I don’t know if it’s adrenaline or defensive mechanism or whatsoever that made my hands do so. But they found something. Something long and pointy and sharp, for I ran an evaluative touching and cut myself.
My hands are moving again by themselves and this time I struggle to fight. They’re nearing in my neck with the sharp thing on hold, strong and focused. The sound of my muscles and bones are amplified as I clenched my jaws of fear.
I can’t shout nor whisper. Words are not coming out.
Alarmingly they’re disappearing in my head…………………
I posted a drawing of mine and without an idea, a lot have commented. Sharing they still had my gradeschool and primary school arts! It’s overwhelming and touching at the same time. And it put a huge ear to ear smile to me that I would carry on until tomorrow. :D.
"You’re golden heart gradually shines my friend"
I know there’s a little peace I own.
It’s within my soul of contentment,
Where humility resides and
Values forgiveness without a judgment.
""No matter how many of you tries to hang a cloud over me, I’ll always feel the heat of the sun and that would always burns my spirit"."
— You can do better than that, storm me if you want!
Why do some likes to call themselves bitches? And decided to make proudbitch, goddessbitch, awesomebitch, superbitch, walkingdeadbitch (to name a few), as their usernames or urls. And sometimes you’ll read in their photoblog; “Me and my bitch friends”, or ”I’m such a vain bitch. Does naming or addressing oneself sounds awesome/cool or fulfilling or liberated? Isn’t it degrading? Where did that mentality came from?
And I do assume, when you’ll get insulted you won’t get mad. Instead you’ll agree to it, ‘cuz you labeled yourself with that right?