Here I am at home, sipping this awful luo han guo tea to bring down the heatiness in my body cause I'm on the verge of getting a sore throat. And lunch is a packet of biscuit sticks. And did I mention? I'm really all alone now. Bf out of town with his cousins, whole family's out (each have their own business to mind) and yup, I'm practically alone at home on a Saturday so I resorted to surfing FB the whole time from I'm awake till now.
I used to be so happy! And when I get older, I just start thinking more and more.
Relationship used to be so much more sweeter and simpler.
Health seemed better.
I used to be much thinner.
Times were happy.
Just feel like as I grow older, things start to affect me more. More anxiety attacks, longer emotional roller coaster and more worries about my back condition. Greater expectations on everyone and putting on pressure on myself to become a better person. Sigh. Nothing can make me truly happy now.
Why so emo? I don't know either. I just wanna be happy.
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