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Sunday, November 8, 2015

15~11~8 Mess

It was another long night. Feeling bad as I vomited all over the sink and people need to clean up my mess.
And I myself look like a mess too~I guess my mind is a mess for a moment.
Subconsciously, I know I want to see him. I saw him on the street with his bike, barely see him, more to a shadow.
I didn't approach, maybe I don't find any point doing so. Or maybe I was being dragged away quite fast by my friend.
The morning flight the next day forced us to depart at 4am. Everyone is super tired (feel bad again, no one get to sleep, mayb drinking is a bad idea).
My stomach is too empty, I ate some bread from Gab. Everyone fallen asleep in the bus. I was pretty awake, looking outside, I feel as empty as my stomach, my tears were dropping for this weird emptiness.
I don't know how I should feel. I assumed I would be relieved after all these times, mayb I will, it just take time.. and I am always welcome the better tomorrow =)
(Feeling in love coz I have a bunch of friends who hates me at the moment but still clean up for me =P warm inside still~)