Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I know exactly what is wrong with me.

I need to do something drastic with myself.
Get married, perhaps. Not too good an idea and besides I don't see how it is to be executed.

I started writing a murder mystery titled "Monalisa Guest House". Truth is I am too scared of it now. It is turning out to be some piece of shady mysteriotica. I hate myself too much. I don't even want to open up that document. Its taboo. I hate myself.


2 comments:

Linda said...

I also know what is wrong with me, but unfortunately changing myself is the hardest thing ever!

Anonymous said...

Yeah its pretty late and its working tomorrow unlike today but im back at your blog ... dont know why ...