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September 9, 2013
Mother had warned me about September. She'd say it was a vulnerable month for us, but I didn't really pay her advice much heed.

I know I should be scientific about this, but fuck that shit. Things have been going bad for the past few days, and it's slowly getting at me. Mother must've been right.

And vulnerability was definitely not just a physical threat. I was being attacked from emotional, social, and mental arenas. This time, my defenses weren't enough to successfully ward off the enemy without getting damaged.

Something's wrong with me, my heart, my mind and memory.