Lie 😢+💔 =???
It has been months since i wrote to you... Am afraid my time in this world has lapsed and i still carry a heavy burden deep in my heart Lost in deep paranoia that the cancer is eating me alive from the inside out... My cancer is no simple disease that the doctors can cure by putting their gigantic hands inside of me. It is basically a lie that has many layers, making it hard to peel off my naked skin. I write by mere thought striking its way to the ink on my pen, Hoping that finally the lies will end and i will be reborn as a new identity. "Tonight, a day like no other, i have never done this before, Am nervous not about the interview am currently going to but because of the one sitted beside me." I am asleep or so you think, trembling by the fear of rejection, being 40 years old and unmarried is a disaster to my family and i swore on my 39th birthday that i will make sure come rain or sunshine i will have a wife by any means necessary before my 40th Birth...