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I'm jealous.
Not that romantically thing that everyone thinks, but yes, I am.
I'm enviously mad but I cannot rightfully do the deed nor act the feeling for I wasn't his and he wasn't mine. A simple thing yet kind of... Off.
Several thoughts have flooded my mind, it reeks of bitterness and ache already. But I kept my face be plastered with cheer and joyous smiles—enough to cover these hideous feelings I suppressed from within. Not letting these monsters to escape and cause havoc to the people around us.
If there's an antidote for jealousy, I would have been overdosed by it. Making myself be succumbed with numbness and façades. Just for everyone—including him—to not see what it feels to be dangerously jealous over someone.
This might be a funny thing to be read about, but when a writer gets jealous, she bleeds bad blood. And it's not a good taste at all.
BINABASA MO ANG
WUOBURNS :: Winonraiah
General FictionThis is a compilation of my works under a name of Winonraiah Wouburn in my Facebook account. Most of my works in here were kept archived on my Facebook account since some issues was circulating with regards to non-credited copyrights and plagiarisms...
