What to write . Creativity really spikes when I've exams. Do you want to listen to me rave about my failed ventures.I can even make it sound funny.. Almost..

Or do you want me to motivate you to be your better self. Oh I can do that , but don't you look me in the eye, cause then you'll know it's not true. I can't even fucking motivate myself to wake up each morning. I really tried you know? I cannot be happy. I don't even like who I am . I'm not the ohmygodiamsohappyispreadraysoffuckingsunshine kinda girl, but people think I am. Well then that's the thing about disguises , you can be good at it if you don't care about it . But sometimes I care, sometimes I want to be that sunshine ,I  do want to make someone happy when their skies are gray. I'm no saint, I want to make them happy because that'll make me happy and I'll feed good about myself.Okay I know that's a pathetic thing to write but I don't want your sympathy, Don't you sympathize with the devil. Go read another blog. Bye

I've always thought that as I age, I'll somehow become emotionally stronger. Won't always be a cry baby, wouldn't show my anger , wouldn't be so immature.

But everything is relative. . At this point of time, in a dim lit hostel room , I feel I've only grown more fragile, a word can break me.  You're back in your crib crying for love. Maybe the only thing we learned growing up is whom you show your vulnerability to.

Dear Evelyn

Please learn to stand up to your words.
Please learn to stand by the truth no matter who is waving at you from the other side. Learn to trust your instincts and don't let people make you believe that wrong is good if it helps you.

Wrong is wrong. Dearest Evelyn, you'll never be a good friend if you try to make your friend feel better by hurting another. You might need better friends.