Lately that's how I've been feeling. I feel like I'm in a place where I just don't belong and I found myself gasping for fresh air. Or any air for that matter. Any air that doesn't make me feel like I'm a failure. Any air that doesn't make me feel anything I do is never right. I cry myself to sleep at night and sometimes when I wake up.
I know I never said anything so far and it looks like I have the perfect life. Well, I don't have a perfect life. We are all only human after all.
Look how smiley and fun my pictures are. I could won an Oscar.
I apologies for such a forlorn post, dolls. I am feeling blue. And if only I have blond hair and shrink to a thumb size, I could proclaim myself as Smurfin and join all other Smurfs to drink sarsaprilla until I drunk.
I promise next post wouldn't be as depressing.