So my grandparents are staying with us, at the moment. Followed us back. You know, me being an island on my own and shit, not really opening up to anyone. Well, I just had a talk with my grandmother, something I'm so not used to. You know, heart to heart talks. Maybe I did use to have it with mum, but that was another lifetime ago. Anyways. It was new for me, talking like that to anyone, after a long, long, long dry spell.
I will never kill myself. Commit suicide. Because it isn't worth it, to hurt the people that I really do care about. I've never really felt that, like words are just mere, empty words. But now I can truly mean those words that I said.
Okay, on another note. I'm pretty psyched about my new and improved portfolio. Here's to getting a highly paid job abroad. Yeah mann! God, please save me from my personal black hole.