sometimes i wonder... what's the point of having friends? or more of, what's the point of having these particular types of friends? do they care anyway?
i guess the most important is still family and loved ones. only they bother to listen and really care.
it's so hard to be nice when i feel sidelined.
patience? training? f*ck it.
ok... despite the curses, i guess taking it as training is the only way i can get through it.
with such things happening again and again, i can feel it. my heart is closing up again. layer by layer.
i'm sad. and despite it all, i want people to know, and to care. despite myself trying so hard to act nonchalent, to act as if i'm happy and it doesn't matter. try and try and try. and it still hurts. hurts. hurts.
hurts.
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