Another time.

You'd think I was rotting in the lowest pit of hell.Fortunately, I've actually been bubbling at the bottom of a cauldron full of awesomeness. :DGeez who am I kidding, my life absolfuckinglutely sucks. There is just nothing more to me than THIS anymore. "Happy Laku" is nothing short of a legend now, and the sound of my own laughter surprises me. I am easily confused, perennially frustrated, and surprisingly lonely for a person who is constantly surrounded by a hell lot of people. I isolate myself when in doubt, break things when I am pissed off, get nasty when preoccupied.The end of the world, Y U NO COME ALREADY?I am not the biggest fan of change, and everything around me is changing so rapidly, leaving me out of breath ,desperately trying to keep up. Old relationships crumbling, new ones disappointing me in every sense of the word. Breakdowns come to me as naturally as sneezing fits and their frequency is increasing at an unprecedented rate.
BUT having said all of that, I am going to be happy. This new person, I don't like her. Not one fucking bit. That happy-go-lucky person who didn't give a fuck about anything or anyone has got to get back, and that too with a with a BigBloodyBang! So I'm going to dance, and blog, and jog, and smile, and laugh, and chatter on, and do every single thing that I love to do. Every single thing that made me ME. So move over unsuccessful friendships, and unjust companions and terminated love stories. I may not have stability or love in my life right now, but I sure have hope in my heart. :)WHAT DOES A GIRL HAVE TO DO TO GET A HUG AROUND HERE? :|Sitting, waiting, wishing.
And A lot like love has ended. I wrote 50 series, bitches!Big deal,okay?I don't think I am going to start with a new one. Not right now at least.But if I do, It'll be "Another Time."