Spent the whole day studying. Kept a smiling face all day long. Beneath my smile there was sth hanging on to mi, torturing mi, n refusing to let go. But still, I kept a smiling face.
Much as my eyes were threatening to shut, a voice screaming in my head, I forced myself to concentrate n study. No other reason but simply, dat was the right thing to do. Maybe I was trying to make myself feel better, make myself do the right thing. Or maybe it was juz becoz there was nothing else I cld haf done.
I dunno how things become lidat. I realli dun. I said things I noe I shdnt haf said. I regret terribly, but I noe there iz nothing I can do to take them bac. But I was realli agitated den. Maybe becoz I was reacting violently to issues which had happened more than once. Y muz thiz happen juz as I thought my worst days r over?
I am Missy Rissy.
I believe in living the world, n living your worth.
I want to be happy more than anything else.
I want to be who I am.
I am who I am.
