A little rain inside me, a little pain inside me. A little dose of mellowness to compromise the life, in a precise amount.


Monday, May 4, 2009

I am feeling nausea.

Spending one whole week with guys - some are muscular, some are at least in a good shape, and no women at all - I felt nausea. I lost my lust. I felt shameful. I was ashamed.

And coming back to my routine activity just now, meeting a few cute boys around, I felt the same nausea. Suddenly it all was so familiar to me. It felt wrong. I felt tired. I wont fight no more. It's time to surrender. I cant do this anymore. I wont do this anymore....

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