It's been an awfully long time since I last felt emo.
Well, I do now.
It's bad, i know. But I just can't seem to get myself out of the sinking sand of shutting myself away from the problems that surround me.
To some extent, it IS quite comfortable here in numbnumbville.

Why do things have to happen this way, anyway? I thought the situation was taking a positive 180 degree turn, but that pseudo attempt was just to mask the imperfections. It's so annoying to know that i'm acquiantances with someone as sly and machiavellian as you.
Now it makes me wonder if people are all like that.
I trusted you, I thought you really decided to change, I felt proud of you for your efforts. Who knew, none of it was ever genuine. I should have known better. After all, a leopard can't change it's spots. Why did I ever expect anything in the first place?

Don't bother trying to cover-up anymore. I can't stand any more of the pretence.



Anyway, don't bother asking me what happened because I won't tell anyone. no offence to anyone, honest. Just don't feel that such things are conversation-material. They just generate more gossip, and I've had enough problems from gossip.

dance those blues away...