GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Friday, March 01, 2013
◔ 3:38 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)		❝ Irrationality. ❞

Second post of the day because I actually have too much on my mind. Like really, how often does this happen nowadays?

Too much on my mind because I nearly saw my entire rational mind break down once again. The moment I stood on the middle of the road, locking and unlocking my phone and checking it for notifications, I knew my terrible habit was back again.

It has always been this kind of guys - the kind that would care, then hurt me, and then ask for me again; and time and again I would have this major dilemma whether to risk it all for him.

And so I stood there.
"go homeeee"
":((( are you sure you will be alright?"
"I won't be but there's nothing you can do so just sua"

There. He just had to serve another nice punch.

Maybe I am not meant to have friends like these. Maybe I am too much of a goody-goody to afford friends like these. Maybe I am not good enough.

But these are always the guys that bring out the irrationality in me, they make me want to act on that single moment of impulse. And I am afraid that I will do something unbelievably stupid and irreversible again.

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