BELLINA: 117. "Zom"-bified.

Wednesday

117. "Zom"-bified.

YOU CAN GET ADDICTED TO A CERTAIN KIND OF SADNESS.

They say, when a couple brave through storms together, they grow stronger.

I want to believe that.
I want to believe you.
I want to wake up not remembering how you made me cry.
I want to stop feeling this pain.

Can I?

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FYI

B is for Bellina & Blockhead

I'm the frog who lives at the top of the well.

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I started blogging 5 years ago around this time of the year. I feel it is relevant to let you know that my first blog was 'dedicated' to my crush in school where I diligently chronicled my everyday 'sightings' of THE eye-candy (like a scientist would a giant sperm whale) with incoherent sentences punctuated with grammatical errors and typed "LyK TiZ".

What I'm trying to show here is that you could very well be reading something worse than what is published here now.

Well, I've since then grown out of that disgusting obsession (except for an occasional gushing), thank god.

I live to eat, read, draw and write. The last two acts as a kind of self exorcism. However, expect long bouts of dry spells/writer's block/ comatose or whatever excuse I can possibly use to explain the lack of entries as I am always busy chasing time.