Women has 175 personalities. Make her drunk and it'll all come out. - Faith, my wonderful lengthly acquaintance.
5.59p.m. Office.
Whenever my sister mentions her unfortunate days, i would inadverdently slip away from the moment. Like semi-conscious, and only capable of chewing in a short thread of words here& there. It is like a second nature to me now. Don't ask me why cause' i am unsure of that myself.
Okay before i bore you, i'll go back to my actual indication. So i just sat a few distance away from her assimilating what i can. I felt like an ice block.. letting the invisible wall partitioned us. I should have gone closer but i didn't. I was much too cold a person. But i am too, the type of girl who cries during a sappy movie or when i encounter a dead organism in the middle of the road. So am i a contrary to a ruthless being?
It was decidedly less than 5 mins that another scene unfolded itself. I was sleeping on my mom's bed& my sister in hers at another room. I started to picture our sisterhood in abstract, our hands slipping loose, our identities a black& white. With my hair travelling into the night we made a tacit peace to our past.
My childhood friend left for Australia last nyte; furthering her studies in University. I miss her. We had a promissory convention to see each other again. (Provided i live frugally for the entire year.) She& i, have a totally different profile. If you see us tgt, you will know why. But we clicked like magnet on a fridge. She has something in her so palpable that i felt like i could take it in my hand. Maybe that explains the connection.
I have about less than 10 more months of planning& a whole lot more pages of my novel to agape at. Its percuilar among my other collections;; Written by Natsuo Kirino.
5.59p.m. Office.
Whenever my sister mentions her unfortunate days, i would inadverdently slip away from the moment. Like semi-conscious, and only capable of chewing in a short thread of words here& there. It is like a second nature to me now. Don't ask me why cause' i am unsure of that myself.
Okay before i bore you, i'll go back to my actual indication. So i just sat a few distance away from her assimilating what i can. I felt like an ice block.. letting the invisible wall partitioned us. I should have gone closer but i didn't. I was much too cold a person. But i am too, the type of girl who cries during a sappy movie or when i encounter a dead organism in the middle of the road. So am i a contrary to a ruthless being?
It was decidedly less than 5 mins that another scene unfolded itself. I was sleeping on my mom's bed& my sister in hers at another room. I started to picture our sisterhood in abstract, our hands slipping loose, our identities a black& white. With my hair travelling into the night we made a tacit peace to our past.
My childhood friend left for Australia last nyte; furthering her studies in University. I miss her. We had a promissory convention to see each other again. (Provided i live frugally for the entire year.) She& i, have a totally different profile. If you see us tgt, you will know why. But we clicked like magnet on a fridge. She has something in her so palpable that i felt like i could take it in my hand. Maybe that explains the connection.
I have about less than 10 more months of planning& a whole lot more pages of my novel to agape at. Its percuilar among my other collections;; Written by Natsuo Kirino.
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