I realise i have yet to see so much and feel so much. As much as i want to, i am stuck in this small cubicle of mine.. How much more can i take when i can't even handle the thoughts i am having, the perceptions i have cultivated? No man think alike. Who would one truly understand another when you are still you?
Monday, August 02, 2010
She said she read my blog recently.. I was like its so long time ago since I last posted. Then she asked me if I'm ok... Like huh? She asked if I am self-emoing. I am not currently and wasn't emo-ing since the last post. So maybe now I get it. When I emo, I blog. Maybe when I am disappointed with humans, I blog. But that doesn't change anything. I'm tired. Really. I will be just here, all the time, complaining. Right now I'm just happy. Quietly watching what humans are up to on their longest sleeves..
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