The truth hurts. I've been repeating that to myself over and over.
When did the nights became so chilly that I had to dig around for my old hoodie?
I turned on the old room heater and it erupts in a low grumbling noise. I hope no one wakes up from it. The heat blasts from it and my toes feel all toasty and warm. I dangle my hands in front and I can see my red nails sparkle in the dim light. I let my fingers linger even as it gets a little to hot. Sometimes pain makes you feel alive.* Someone's outside my door. I hear noises through the house. Mom must be up to get a glass of water. Ow. The heat led me to discover a new burn on my wrist.
I have an awful case of hiccups that seems to worsen by the minute. My throat almost feels bruised by it. There's isn't a drop of water in the plastic blue bottle beside my bed and I'm a bit too lazy to go get one from the dining room. On top of that, I might wake someone. Do you know that old wives' tale about hiccups? Well it's said that when you're hiccuping, it's because someone is thinking about you. I don't know who'd be thinking about me at such an hour but please stop, if only for a couple of hours. If you so badly want to talk to me, I'm only a phone call away. Don't be shy. If not, wait until the morning! This girl needs some sleep.
I absolutely despise cold weather and all the sickness and sorrow it brings along. Not like the other seasons are any better but the monsoon season is so dreary. Augh. There's just something in the air this time of year. It's just so dull and lifeless.
'Rain, Rain, Go Away. Come again another day'
*- I'm a very strong disbeliever of self-infliction.
-V
When did the nights became so chilly that I had to dig around for my old hoodie?
I turned on the old room heater and it erupts in a low grumbling noise. I hope no one wakes up from it. The heat blasts from it and my toes feel all toasty and warm. I dangle my hands in front and I can see my red nails sparkle in the dim light. I let my fingers linger even as it gets a little to hot. Sometimes pain makes you feel alive.* Someone's outside my door. I hear noises through the house. Mom must be up to get a glass of water. Ow. The heat led me to discover a new burn on my wrist.
I have an awful case of hiccups that seems to worsen by the minute. My throat almost feels bruised by it. There's isn't a drop of water in the plastic blue bottle beside my bed and I'm a bit too lazy to go get one from the dining room. On top of that, I might wake someone. Do you know that old wives' tale about hiccups? Well it's said that when you're hiccuping, it's because someone is thinking about you. I don't know who'd be thinking about me at such an hour but please stop, if only for a couple of hours. If you so badly want to talk to me, I'm only a phone call away. Don't be shy. If not, wait until the morning! This girl needs some sleep.
I absolutely despise cold weather and all the sickness and sorrow it brings along. Not like the other seasons are any better but the monsoon season is so dreary. Augh. There's just something in the air this time of year. It's just so dull and lifeless.
'Rain, Rain, Go Away. Come again another day'
*- I'm a very strong disbeliever of self-infliction.
-V
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