There was me. And then your shadow. And then my empty heart. I know you were never responsible for whatever this heart is going through right now, but there was me. Your shadow. And my empty heart.

And I will wait 'til you come, or 'til this is gone.

"You identify yourself with your job"

And if you're satisfied with it, you are satisfied with yourself. So in the name of overtimes, sleepless nights, non-existent social and love life, I am telling all the stress and pressure to go away.

So, hi.

It has been X months since the last time I posted (even visited, wtf) this dump and thankfully, it is not a regret opening it again. Congratulations, blog, for reminding me of all the heartbreaks I've gone through the last years. Fuck it. I am actually surprised that this blog gathered 12 views the last weekend and it seriously creeps me out (yes, until now). So hi, reader/s, why the hell are you reading my pathetic posts?

Anyway, feels good in here. I might use this instead of tumblr. I am still thinking about it though. Um. That's it. Next time!