long time no blog. ironically cuz i've been happy. ironically it turns out apparently i wasnt as happy as i thought. So, welcome misery. Welcome new blogging post.
Am I going to boo-hoo sniffle sniffle my way through 3 dead boring paragraphs? No. (I swear I can hear ur sigh of relief:)
What I am gonna do- cuz its my blog and I can do what i want in it- is say what a fucking shame it is when someone cant keep it together and have enough self-restraint for the sake of something that was so obviously not an everyday occurrence.
I have nothing else to say right now.

Ain't NO label going on THIS forehead!

Evoking

Kamilla, come to the surface.

You are either a saint or a slut. There’s no middle ground. Middle ground meaning a normal human existence. That is not tolerated. Not accepted by those who are accepted, who practice the accepted way of doing things. Behaviour that cannot be labeled is just not acceptable. Accept it.
I accept jackshit. (unacceptable language- whatever shall I do with myself?!)

You couldn't care less.
So entangled in yourself.
I happen to need you now.

Where's the sense in that?

I don't wanna write anything, and I wanna write till I can't feel my fingers anymore. The chaotic state of inside is raging and rioting. Inside, sometimes there's a dance, sometimes there's rain, and sometimes there's a raindance.
I'm exhausted. Inside.

I would really like to continue some kind of existence after I die. There are so many things I want to do. We'll see.