Julio III
"Don't you love me tita Leslie?"
I was walking towards the door when I heard my daughter spoke sadly.
Wait, what?
Leslie.
Nagtago ako sa gilid ng pinto--mierda for what?
My heart started beating fast.
So fast.
"Huh? Oh noo..no baby, I'm just jetlagged is all..Ofcourse I love you!."
Mierda.
Hearing her say those words--
Makes me wish that--
Napapikit na lang ako at itinigil ang kung ano mang itinatakbo ng isipan ko.
No.
Mierda.
Withdrawal from Prozac is too difficult.
Lalo na ngayong andito siya.
I feel so agitated and embarassed at what I did to her.
"Yey!!! Since I have my two mommies already, I'm going to call you mama. I love you mama.." Dugtong pa ng anak ko na ngayon ay nasilip kong hinalikan si Leslie sa pisngi.
Mierda.
I cannot daydream.
I should not d
