dying.

i am not dying.
i am also not suffering from a terminal disease.
but i am going through all 5 stages.
denial. check.
anger. check.
bargaining. check.
depression. check.
and the last stage is acceptance.
i have not gone through that one yet.
i feel like whatever i do, it is not going to change how things are in the present, past, and let alone the future.
i am being emo right now.
shut up everyone..

i am going to lose 10 kgs starting today.
yes you watch me.
i am going to be anorexic like every one of those other girls.
i am dying my hair black
and am going to get a tattoo on my ankle that says "at least i tried."
and on my other ankle that says "what did you do?"
of course i can always be delusional right now
and this all could be just me talking out of my butt.
or maybe i am just drunk.
anyway.

i have trouble breathing.
i have a *real* heart condition.
other than that,
i am perfectly fine.
oh yeah, i have also been nursing a broken heart since 304623842 years ago.

p.s.
i just watched house.
does anyone else realise that most of the time,
the girl who ends up being bi, is always super hot?
like, hollywood has planted this idea on us,
that every bi girl is always hot?
man.
and no, i am not switching teams.

p.p.s
linked stella !
check out her blog.