M.I.A. bringing back back my POWA POWA!

i’m shit scared….

things are getting iffy in the one good thing that to me in this shitty excuse for a ‘blessed life’…..no no dude, im not comparing myself to those with worse lives…i’m not going to do that….it’s pathetic thing to do…to derive pleasure or some sort of happiness or satisfaction from thinking that there’s some one doing worse than you….no…not cool….

so here i am…shivering….cold feet….scared…i already said that…..nervous …

everything that keeps me stable, sane, is being shaken….doubts arise…..the scary part about relationships is surfacing as all the flowers wither….withering is not bad…..there are ups and downs…always…i know that….but i’m not confident to deal with that is all…..i am scared….i’m pretty tired…been pretty tired for pretty long…i need to pick up and go…

2 things anchor me down….the person i love

and the ‘situation’ with people i sometimes regret having ever loved…

in the midst of all this….i don’t want any warmth, fire, fluffy duvet to keep me warm…right now i want to move…and heat this bitch of a body up….

and i’m playing MIA…i don’t need to think…for now i can fuck it…all….

why didn’t i get her albums before? fuck knows…

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