I clicked on the "New Post" bar felt like my fingers are betraying me. I don't know what to say exactly. I have a lot going on right now, and I don't know where to start. I have gone above and beyond thinking about what happened last week, and the more I think about it, the more it amazes me Why was I happy I had a fight with someone? was I waiting for that moment to happen.
I have always prayed to god to give me a closure, was that my closure? a usueless, tastless fight over something I don't even care about?
Since that day, I've been surprisingly sleeping well and having pleasent dreams.
I boxed up my feelings, left it home writtin all over my mental diary. I wore my new Green Satin Skirt a la blair Waldrof and tied my hair in a super silky pony tail and off to the birthday party. Life is too short to worry about anything.
P.s I love you Salama, Layla, Joody & 3houd. You are my rocks.