It was a good day at the beach despite the weather - from a rainstorm to the scorching sun, which burnt me pink.
I should really sleep more because my lack of energy is making me a spoilsport. Didn't contribute much, I feel sorry to bigbirdbird.
Familiar faces. Grit of the sand. Grit of my teeth.
Some happiness are bittersweet. Hey you, I was being obnoxious I hope it's been felt. I was practicing detachment, one day subconsciously.
There's no need for these. But I can't control myself.
You still spite me. I still act like an ice queen (but I'm no queen).
I hate all the words I said and all the actions I executed. Execute me.
She walked by, "my presence and existence unknown" I hoped under the umbrella.
I am such a slow person. 6 months later, my emotions became full fledged. It's a tingling sadness. Not too bad. It won't induce any hardcore crying. But it would last for some time, just like a gentle drizzle.
I got so used to it. The situation is no longer the same, but I subconsciously stood there.
#6ofusonly
A better 6th.
I will feel better in time. I will eventually conquer.
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