you know how sometimes you wonder if the people you treat as friends see you the same way you see them? you wonder whether it's a circumstancial situation, where you guys are really good buds only because you have mutual friends and social obligations to stay that way, or because you both simply are in need of company at that particular phase of time............ but once those factors are out of the picture, you realise that there's neither contact nor news...... and you wonder if what you once shared was worth anything, and if words and statements uttered are but sounds formed of a breathe of air........... it's amazing how distance and separation can make you see certain things in a different light and just send a whole set of revelations and thoughts come crashing down upon you......... you start to wonder if you can trust groundless words and baseless promises........... so easy to trust, so difficult to carry through........ maybe it's the letting go that's difficult, or simply the accepting of the truth.......... whichever it is, you come to realise that things never stay the same, regardless of how much or how badly you want them to, or how deceiving they look initially............ you really start to wonder,
am i on my own? you really can't trust or believe anyone, no matter how badly you want to.... truth is, you are on your own....... and you're gonna have to make it either way.........
forever is just a word conceived by men to make themselves seem less vulnerable
it's been forty-six days since i've arrived in melbourne, has it been that long already? it doesn't feel so......... it feels much longer
some things are better left unspoken
some things are better left alone
some things are better left
unthought
sometimes you just wanna give up
it really makes you wonder why you even bother or try at all, knowing you're gonna end up facing a blank wall........ that's a human condition isn't it? to continually try to even see if there's the faint ounce of hope there? regardless of e countless failures before..... we're all masochistic aren't we?
getting old before my time
another important point, stop judging daphne