I feel bad. I don't know if I should be posting this but it feels right to blog this at this very moment. There seems like to be two stones with big biceps grappling my throat and my aorta. I REALLY FEEL BAD.
And then I posted the previous entry. And yet I still feel bad. I browsed KissMyMike's blog and for some reason, his blog even created a worsening hollowness within me. And I feel double extra bad.
How can I get this low? Or better yet, how can I be in this very vulnerable position of ever letting someone make me feel this bad? Maybe the problem is with me... But nah! I wouldn't blame myself. Because I would feel even three times worse. Maybe Mike is right -- well, yes, HE IS RIGHT -- some people are just brilliant in making other people feel bad.
And I thank you for that. For making me feel bad. And also for making me realize that yes, indeed, I exist in my ME MYSELF AND BALOT's world.
And then I posted the previous entry. And yet I still feel bad. I browsed KissMyMike's blog and for some reason, his blog even created a worsening hollowness within me. And I feel double extra bad.
How can I get this low? Or better yet, how can I be in this very vulnerable position of ever letting someone make me feel this bad? Maybe the problem is with me... But nah! I wouldn't blame myself. Because I would feel even three times worse. Maybe Mike is right -- well, yes, HE IS RIGHT -- some people are just brilliant in making other people feel bad.
And I thank you for that. For making me feel bad. And also for making me realize that yes, indeed, I exist in my ME MYSELF AND BALOT's world.
