And I'm not talking about my sleep-deprive-ness either.
Putting some work aside, or uh actually,
Putting all the work aside, as I have been doing..
I should really get back to work to put some ease on me subconsciously.
Really. Should.
Even though I know I don't quite like to get work done exactly.
Oh well, that's one not-issue off the list.

Moving on, recently, especially after I gotten sick this month earlier,
It made me... Um.
It's just not very comfortable.
Somehow one way or another the sickness made me feel all sorts of bad stuff which I don't really like.
And it's only recently I've been thinking all sorts of weird and maybe a little strange stuff again.
The fact I thought about it in a nonchalantly and maybe a little too carelessly about it made me feel a little upset.
I don't want to think about such things but...
I just do.

Mum can never really know this.
Dad is just not even close.

I know that this is just me maybe freaking out and perhaps I'm being an attention seeker but...
I just don't feel like myself at times.
More often now when I'm in more of my darker moods.

Blogging off now perhaps I should write it down somewhere..
Eh.
Not.
It's so much mess to burn them and clean later..
I keep saying I need to burn them later.
I really do.

Now I'm just stating, if one day I died because of suicidal reasons,
I feel I suppose I shouldn't have done that.

Alright, being strange again, bye bye.

Oh yes, Happy Father's Day.
I love you Daddy!
I just don't say it enough...

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