i am feeling all fucked up. fucked up fucked up fucked up.
sighh. i just want us all to be together again. bleahh.
must we move on. hur. if it means moving away from each other. what bloody growing up. bloody shitty compulsory damnit.
im getting irritated by people, disappointed by lacklustre attitudes, depressed by dumb meaningless crap.
i haven't laughed in a long time. and its scaring me a bit.
im only feeling comfortable with my darlings. i am always on my guard with my university mates (mates?), whenever i let it down i get slammed somehow. so im learning to be wiser. but im growing into a sadder me.
sadder. the word just looks sad.
sad.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 9:25 PM.