When will this stop?
Just when I thought things are starting to change for the better, what happened last night proved this hypothesis wrong. Oh well, gone is another Saturday night of torture, of a slap in the face of my self-inflicted feelings of stupidity and worthlessness.
Yes, I was there. Embarrassed as I was, yes I was there. I was unwanted again I know. I must be kept. Tang-ina. Iyon lang.