Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

Frustration

I need to unleash my anger and frustration and blogging seemed to be the most appropriate outlet at this instance. This made me sound like a bitter person but nope, I am usually not like that. Just that life hasn't been quite smooth-sailing for me. Haiz, perhaps some retail therapy might be able to perk me up but my oh my, I am dry and hung up high. 20th would be a good day, an auspicious date. (read: pay day)

I think the upcoming long weekend will be a good break.