Clarissa Blag

I also did not have lunch. I couldn’t be bothered eating on my lunch break, and then it was over (the lunch break). On my way back to work I ran into Silke and she offered me a bite of her tuna panini (it’s actually panino but I won’t go there…) and only then did I realise I was kinda hungry. *lol*

But then I sorta forgot again and even managed to go shopping after work without buying shedloads of useless stuff. Only a rhubarb pie. 3/4 of which served as my… lunner? dinch? Food. Yeah and then I forgot about eating again or was too lazy. And now I will go to bed.

Today was weird. I did well during work (I was really rather busy all day). Then work was over and I was suddenly very sad (you know I was supposed to be in Paris today… course you do). Crying-on-the-bus sad and stuff. I guess it’s not surprising tho. It will take a while.

Up and down and up and down. Yesterday Vega said sth about how my blog is always about how I feel that very moment. It is indeed. Hooray! Up and down…..

And I will tell you about it now! Warning: BIG ASS entry about the past 2 weeks.
[fyi this entry was started yesterday (Weds)]
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… well not really but just as an interim update. More »

No, no intentes disculparte
No juegues a insistir
Las excusas ya existían antes de ti

No, no me mires como antes
No hables en plural
La retórica es tu arma más letal

Voy a pedirte que no vuelvas más
Siento que me duelas todavía aquí
Adentro

Y que a tu edad sepas bien lo que es
Romperle el corazón a alguien así

No se puede vivir con tanto veneno,
La esperanza que me dio tu amor
No me la dio más nadie,
Te juro, no miento

No se puede vivir con tanto veneno
No se puede dedicar el alma
A acumular intentos
Pesa más la rabia que el cemento

Espero que no esperes que te espere
Después de mis 36
La paciencia se me ha ido hasta los pies

Y voy deshojando margaritas
Y mirando sin mirar
Para ver si así, te irritas y te vas

Voy a pedirte que no vuelvas más
Siento que me duelas todavía aquí
Adentro

Y que a tu edad sepas bien lo que es
Romperle el corazón a alguien así

No se puede vivir con tanto veneno
La esperanza que me dio tu amor
No me la dio más nadie
Te juro, no miento

No se puede morir con tanto veneno
No se puede dedicar el alma
A acumular intentos
Pesa más la rabia que el cemento

… don’t even know what for.

Definitely not something that’s within reach.

Don’t know if I can keep doing this tho.

I was a bit apprehensive about this trip before I went. I was very Charlie- focused and extremely exhausted. I thought it might not be worth it. More »

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