Another sleepless night
I know I should be waking up in 4 hours. But here I am unable to sleep. Why?
Facing The Chair
The moment is now. I can feel my heart beating faster.
I have dragged it for ages. I promise myself, If I had one more chance, I'd do it differently.
Cold sweat. Nerve wrecking. I made false empty promises of nothingness to the Gods again, whichever one that is listening now.
Then I arrived at the door. There was a smell that follows, it reeked the smell of a damp room. I breathed in, and sat down on the chair. I sighed and mumble my last deal to the devil. Bargaining my soul, for never to meet with this empty chair again. The lady in white cued her hand signal for me to sit on the chair. I sent in my last message, and I rest my cute lil bum on that chair.
They 2 ladies in uniform prepped me up, and waiting for the executioner to arrive. I stared blankly at the feet. This is, brace yourself old girl. It's time... 
I look at the little torture gadgets lined up on my left. I gripped my hand tighter. It will be over soon. Then he arrived...
And gave me a long lecture while he torture.. and tell me. Come back again in two days. Damn you
xoxo
RT
Changing Shadows by a Shapeshifters Rules
She said, we deceive ourselves, and we are happy to do so. We play so many roles every day, sometimes we forget the true self underneath all those masks.
You think you don’t know who you are. Look at them, (points at random strangers). There lies another bunch of women as clueless as you are.
Love? My relationship is base on foundation of lies and mutually accepted delusions. He sees what he wants to believe, I give him what he wants me to be. In return, I play pretend, that this relationship does have a future. I repine for those that are hopeless. That’s me. Go figure.=
Let’s Get Married. Yes. Let’s. Since everything else seems dull and mundane. Marriage seems perfect for you dear girl. Yes. Why not we jump on the wagon for an institution that often fails as much as it succeeds? It seems like the perfect answer for you my dear girl. Especially you, who more often than not, knows exactly how to push everything away,.
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