A change, and replace the (G) with (C), that's how it is.

 

I had a long journey to walk through, and so far, having more coming next... I was always a silent person until I learned to express myself, without a single feeling of shame, nothing to be ashamed of except disregarding one-self.

I had many dreams to fulfill, got failed, desperate and frustrated, but I always fought back the distresses to resume living, and surviving, I always try to have a plan B, and to not stick in the middle, clueless, dreary and out of passion, and due to natural instincts, people become fragile. People get drained after exerting a lot of energy over something.

Escaping the bottomless of the hell

 

Written in September 2019

It wasn't our choice. Being imprisoned in a house belongs to a certain army organization was my worst nightmare ever, meanwhile, we started to have fun as girls, and make everything around looks much spirited. 

Bathroom parts were the best, dreary women enter with giant bags of make up and well-hidden champagne bottles, pouring themselves a drink and smoking smuggled weed in bathtubs, while sitting on toilet seats and crouching on the floor. 

Dreadfully swamped, Chapter two: Riddles

 

"You’re not a delusional, you're special, and I trust your visions. In case I'm not here anymore find my security bag and unlock it, be careful, no one knows you will be coming here after my death. They will just inform you. Don't reveal yourself, you always knew the password, never changed, and please my dear, don't blame yourself for not contacting me as before I know you are busy and I'm proud of your progress, I heard from the principal that your dorm was burnt because of an electrical shock, I came to pick you up and consumed all my money on the illegal immigration so I can come as soon as I can but you never saw me...

Dreadfully swamped, chapter one: the reunion

 The place seems dead

The ghosts will guide you at night with their lanterns

To many offices, many dark places that were never accessed by anyone, autumn's rains are giving you hints whereas they fall over the dust, to show you old scenes, fingerprints, and to let you hear screams echoing everywhere

You're there for more than revenge...