Occasionally I get super frustrated and depressed that I don't even have the strength to open a freaking tin of biscuits.. I know this is wont kill me.. but I seriously dislike the fact that I have to live with f*cking rheumatoid arthritis!!!!
Sometimes i think i actually live in e clouds
I hv e most enchanting garden in my heart..
I'll rather stay in my own utopia..
I'm aint no big fan of reality..
I love to piss people off in the most delicate way.
I love to see that fuming expressions on their faces
I love the sight of challenges
I love the way I fight on to the end..
If you know what I mean..
I hate fears
I hate tears
I hate darkness
I hate noises
(& that includes all NAGGINGs)
I want a good rest.
I want a good reward after all hardwork.
(& I mean it, cuz I know I deserve it.)