its insane.
0430, 0530.
rest without rest.
pain without love.
I'm obsession claimed and its becoming too much.
and I'm irrational.
I'll like to take back the words I said about the parents.
They do me favours like they owe me their life.
Do I deserve it? How are they indebted?
Foolish I am.
Parents. Love them, hate them.
they still be parents.
26 April seems so far away.
yet the Mom is right. 11 Nov is so much closer.
met with people I haven't met in a very long while.
but was any time lost? It felt like we met just yesterday.
or was it just politically correct laughter?
Cynical in everything I think
are we all like that?
wondering if the person we're talking to would be thinking the same thing.
Haha, the Mom made a passing comment about me being streetsmart.
Ironic the fact that I the naive fool would be the one telling someone about trusting people.
sigh.
