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Everything is in a mess right now. It fears me. How things can go wrong whatnot. How did i came about this? I have no idea. Blame it on my promiscuous behaviour back then. I’m so faithful right now. Death was the only choice that could separate us. And now… It’s just this.
Having to wake up, hardly giving each other a kiss, a long caress is now difficult I suppose. See, things do change for a reason. For mine it’s just inappropriate.
Looking at you being sad. Made if worst for me. I dunno how to content myself for now. It’s difficult. Really difficult. Makes me think so much that everytime I do, I will just fall back again. Back to square one. Its like a cycle. A never ending one.
Why am I even here? Why was I even born. I lack so many things in life. Hardly make anybody happy. Hardly make mine.
Yours truly.
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people see me as this bubbly and the boy with full of personalities within, but people have thought wrong. the truth is out there untold. friends, what are they. well, they have defined themselves to me. visually i see it. family, its hard to describe this. always so complicated.
many times, ive thought of death. many many countless times.
i want to see who are those true people that would stay alongside my death bed.
i bet you, there is only few of those i want to see.
why are there people who only come to you when they have no one else.
why are there people who come to you only when you have money.
why do i have to face such people. so ignorant to everything they are doing or thinking.
why is money always an issue in life. why?
people can go crazy over this little piece of paper.
the piece of paper that gave you a certain status.
you know what, fuck life.
soon enough, i shall perish from the surface of earth.
and from then on, i will think of nothing.
i will… be free, finally.
love,
fads