i packed it all in. i might need bigger storage.
and who would have thought that a simple msn convo will be therapeutic. uncanny friend too. i really need to get started if im in fact that dead serious. two separate things altogether though, and i sound confusing.
take-away sweaty pasarmalam things and just being downright chilled. how weird when i was just tinking about it, and it pops right there at the same place. eek. everything's in two and coupled now. whilst i know i must be happy, i am feeling very much miserable.
the truth made him almost cry, i deduce.
there is no amount of sorries that can help.
waiting for shit to eventually happen, or waiting for something un-shitty that's never going to happen is really not the same thing. If im going to be rejected or something equivalent to that, i want it to be known. and i want it to be said. no silence, please.
'didn't i know you mystery man?'
seek me when im not hiding. that is all i can say.