The Ink Bleeds

So I created this blog for two reasons.

The first one is so that I can post as much personal stuff as I can without bothering my followers from my multifandom blog (Mielitapot). So I can post as much personal shit as I want to without worrying my friends from that blog.

It’s because I feel like I’m being intrusive on my follower’s blogging time. That’s the truth.

And the second reason is…I need a writing blog. One that does not include fanfiction. Alright, some of the stuff I will post here may still be related to fictional characters and stuff but, this will be “personal written ramblings”. Dunno if that makes sense though.

Enjoy! You’ve been warned, lovelies.

Sending hugs,

I know that sounds weird as hell but who isn’t at least a little bit crazy in this unfair life?

At times, the voices sound like my Dad. He’s telling me that everything’s going to be fine. That he loves me. And since my Dad’s pretty much dead and even after 5 years, I’m still “Daddy’s girl”…I cling to his words to make life a little bit better.

Other times, the voices sound a lot like the people around me. They continue to judge me even in my own head, they never fail to make me mad. They try to tell me how to live my life. And I’ll never listen to those voices.

Though, most of the time, the voices sound like me. This particular voice tells me of things I’d rather not hear, or even think about.

Its tiny, tiny voice never fails to sneer at me. It mocks me. Tells me that I should stop trying, I should stop living. That I am a failure.

I don’t intend to listen to that voice…but times like this? I just can’t help but think she’s right.