No matter how much I write my heart out, sometimes WORDS just can't describe how I feel. I just have to feel it for myself & that's all there is to it. What had happen was, I can't tell if it's killing me or it's making me stronger. Sometimes I just feel like $&*$#! I can't stay mad at someone(s) for a long time. What's the point holding on to what hurts? Maybe this weekend is the perfect time for me to make room for what feels good. I'm mentally & physically knackered. I need my own space. Me time. Just me & me. Without my family & friends. Good books, chocolate and coffee are welcome to be my friends, my companion. They make me laugh and cry in a special way.
ps:my happiness project
xoxo:bella
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