the work update: essay cut down and promo ad printed.
i'll be able to breathe properly once the damn envelope in the pigeonhole.
daddy's in the hospital. nothing serious, but i hope nothing acts up when he's back home. seeing him surrounded by machines sucked harder than i thought.
thank goodness timmyninnymacaroni was with me. and singyipingypongywonky for her concern and for making me laugh.
interestingly enough,
daddy's ward.
he'll be out tomorrow. less ciggies and chocs for him. srsly.
i hate hospitals and i hate ambiguity.
its a struggle every damn day.
oh wells. prioritising in my life needs to start right about.. now.
i'll end off on a happier note.
timmeh teh shisha-smoking turtle.
you know you're so crazy and deeply in love when:
being apart starts feeling more than weird
because i dont just miss you
and we're like an entity.
i guess my heart stopped belonging to me for a really long time now. =)
