ok, it's been a few days, it's pissed me off.
but i've just become smarter.
there....i just talked abt it.
wow, that's something for someone who cant keep a secret from her best friend.
but that's something.
im sloshed, drunk and punched in love.
but it's on the plate.
and during that period and now, im much wiser.
sometimes it's easier to forget.
and it's always not that easy for someone who's egoless like me.
funny isn't it, to pretend to have an ego.
yea wow factor.
and i can't do what others do, all that jazz...but that's how the world works, knowing that, you do what the world does. but no. Not me. I've never done it. But then, I won't do it this time either. SO great, I've still managed to stay true to myself. Burp. Hiccup. That's beer talking.
This phase will be over. certainly. the memories fade. It's great to do that. Over and completely done with. There's nothing left to say. Nothing to cry about. Just that eyes are dry. You try to cry and weep and shout. But when it comes to doing that you just don't. Does it mean that you've grown up or does it mean that it doesn't matter anymore?
I don't know the answer, do you?
