many thoughts, many thoughts.

anger doesnt represent anything deep but it helps to relieve something. at least.
How much do you really mean to me?
A little? A lot? Nothing? Everything?

it’s easy to presume and assume.
but i heard a new term today.
assume-ing makes an ASS out of U and ME

that, is so correct.

it just sucks not being able to cry and let everything out, even after talking, realizing some cold hard truths, singing emo songs like mai lai luan, even after drinking and hugs.
even after listening to this very song alone for half an hour.

it totally sucks like hell.
it’s juz bloody different.