i write habitually as a way to
verbalize my far too complex thoughts which
are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences
that complicate life unnessarily.
sometimes, the things that u say cuts me right deep through. i have been working my ass off to impress many of you and hey.. i have a boyfriend too.it will be alot more easier if you could put on my shoe and try even the smallest part to understand the situation here and because you are my bestest. its not always about you.the littlest thing you could ever do is to remind me how much that i've been super fucking buzy with my own life lately and have forgotten about you already. instead of dissapearing into the midst.then its always up to me who finds you.
its like being punished for no reason, killed without a purpose or somewhere along those lines. advices are meant to be listened to and to be implemented on actions. if what i say is useless, i might as well isolate myself from this world, clearing up every worthless trace of mine and not be heard from anybody ever again. even from you. if im not treated seriously, why should i treat myself differently?
