Delirious

I'm just really really tired.

If I could have things my way I want to fly and get as far as I can from here and maybe just not come back until I'm healed.

But then that's called running away. Maybe it's better to be a coward and run away because what's the point of facing it, facing this? It only eats you up inside and kills you oh so slowly, torturing you a second at a time.

So fuck that shit. Let's take running away jom jom.

I need a break from all of this.

I'm so looking forward for the short semester break next week. Quality time with loved ones and a beautiful baby to cheer me up.

Till then.