I finished ironing my uniform for the whole week and decided to repack my closet. Then the last stack on the bed was the unworn clothes that I brought to and from Perth. The last piece was my grey cardigan. It was still a little chilly and I don't know why, my first reaction was to smell it. And it did still smell of Perth, my sister's bedroom, adding with a little scent of the cold spring breeze.. I wanna hug it and cry myself to sleep but I know I shouldn't. :'(
When will I ever get out of this depression? I feel like such a loser. It's exhausting faking a smile everyday when I feel so empty every single day.
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