long time coming
oh my god this place is dead. like fucking fucking dead dammit.
I'm actuallly contemplating closing down this place, but i guess its a nice place for me to look back in retrospect since this place contains most of my 'emo' moments, or more specifically the more signifiant ones.
so it comes as no surprise that this post is done at the back of yet anohter fked up week, and even before the damn week has ended. like wtf.
the worst part of it all is the mystery that i seem to be shrouded in. Its like knowing half truths, you rarely take the right actions. Its like wad happened with Lord Voldemort when he didn't listen to the prophecy correctly and went in headfirst and sealed the 'beginning of his end'.
it just sucks to know part of it, but not know the other half. what's worst is peopletrying to 'protect' you from it. I mean i understand their kind intentions, they say the truth hurts, but i think the half truths hurt even more. I think friends are the people who will tell you things that hurt so that it hurts lesser now than more when you eventually piece everything together. it fucking sucks, i cannot stop re-iterating it and yet... well i dunno. What's compunding it all is that all those who know about it seem to have barricaded themselves from it. I dunno there's like a barrier now, I dunno what to make out of it, I just know that when the mood swings in there's no one to tell anything about other than to punch the wall and stare in to blank space. All of which are poor remedies for like about anything, if i may add.
to fuck things up even more, Smith is confirmed leaving Manchester United. fuck la. This is fucking pissing me off la, man utd has like shortage of strikers and they do this KNNCCB
'cause a part of me is dead and in the ground'
its over, dead, buried, rooted to the spot, destroyed. I dunno whichever ya wanna call it. Never to be dumb. breaking the habit. paint it on the walls.
its pretty interesting how things can go outta forecast so easily. makes you look like an idiot. makes you wish things never moved on....
I'm actuallly contemplating closing down this place, but i guess its a nice place for me to look back in retrospect since this place contains most of my 'emo' moments, or more specifically the more signifiant ones.
so it comes as no surprise that this post is done at the back of yet anohter fked up week, and even before the damn week has ended. like wtf.
the worst part of it all is the mystery that i seem to be shrouded in. Its like knowing half truths, you rarely take the right actions. Its like wad happened with Lord Voldemort when he didn't listen to the prophecy correctly and went in headfirst and sealed the 'beginning of his end'.
it just sucks to know part of it, but not know the other half. what's worst is peopletrying to 'protect' you from it. I mean i understand their kind intentions, they say the truth hurts, but i think the half truths hurt even more. I think friends are the people who will tell you things that hurt so that it hurts lesser now than more when you eventually piece everything together. it fucking sucks, i cannot stop re-iterating it and yet... well i dunno. What's compunding it all is that all those who know about it seem to have barricaded themselves from it. I dunno there's like a barrier now, I dunno what to make out of it, I just know that when the mood swings in there's no one to tell anything about other than to punch the wall and stare in to blank space. All of which are poor remedies for like about anything, if i may add.
to fuck things up even more, Smith is confirmed leaving Manchester United. fuck la. This is fucking pissing me off la, man utd has like shortage of strikers and they do this KNNCCB
'cause a part of me is dead and in the ground'
its over, dead, buried, rooted to the spot, destroyed. I dunno whichever ya wanna call it. Never to be dumb. breaking the habit. paint it on the walls.
its pretty interesting how things can go outta forecast so easily. makes you look like an idiot. makes you wish things never moved on....