你的眼神是我的致命伤…
time for some maintenance work
Too many differences in expectation, too little communication.
going downhill…
pray that i will not grow up to slap my children when i become a mother
i don’t know what i want. but i am super clear what i do not want. i do not, never ever, want to be like her. i would definitely rather die.
Can’t put my finger to what’s wrong
Something, somewhere, someone is not right.. can’t put my finger to it, just a gut feel that something is wrong.. i hope i’m the wrong one here..
such a bother
waiting for an answer that will never be known. whatever the answer, it will not be a pleasant one for the receiving party, so why bother? let it go, yet it’s so difficult to. it’s such a struggle, such a bother.
