Thursday, December 3, 2009
It never hurts to keep looking for sunshine
Sometimes you have to get fucked up to feel sober, cry to see clear, and fall one hundred times to learn how to pick yourself back up.
I get weak, I get weary, I get moody, I miss sleep, I'm in thoughts, I'm in love, I walk on. Fingers crossed.
I always feel like an idiot. But I am an idiot, so it kinda works out!
But thanks to my lovely darlings who help me to get through this. You guys mean so much me. Now I'm in better state of mind. I should think with my brain. I'm not brainless.
Grow up, Hilda. Grow up.