I finally mustered up enough will power and care to clean. Not that I choose to mope around, but there's just something about my inner-self that just hasn't been right, lately. What am I missing? It's easy for me to be down. Once again am I broken hearted, but on top of that my family is a 12 hour flight away and although my sister is here, she is with her significant. A pair with a third wheel? I will never be a third wheel... A tricycle is a kids toy. So, I roll solo.
I don't like being alone. I tend to find myself in situations that have the potential to be dangerous. How is a girl like me have the guts to do and go places alone, late at night. Yes, the troubles that pop into your mind, I have lived...well, thank God not all of them... or else I'd be on the news. *Knock on Wood*
I'm lacking motivation. I am a candle that burns with little wax left, therefore, I am just a flickering light waiting to be revived by my fire. I just cannot find my flame.
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