July 2011
When I first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you. When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you. When I first liked you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you I’m afraid to lose you.
When random people try to sell you shit
crossings.
i still don’t really understand why do interpersonal relationships have to be so shallow most of the time. we meet, we benefit from each other; sometimes we progress and we become close friends, or something more. but in the end, all of this disappears. no clear reason is given. we suddenly just start talking lesser and lesser, and it stops completely after awhile.
the justifications we subconsciously makes all of us look bad. preconceived notions of perfection gets chipped off bit by bit as two people get to know each other better, and the flaws start to show. the novelty effect fades,and the irritation sets in. interaction and being able to talk to one another ― which was once a privilege ― now becomes an obligation. it’s an endurance run to see who will give up first.
so, what’s the point? i know many say it’s all worth it for the experience and maybe the happy memories but i think further than that. maybe it’s only me, but i never want to see an end with the people i get closely acquainted with. and for the same reason, i don’t readily accept people. i need to change, but i don’t have the faith.
That awkward moment when you jump into a crowd and no one catches you
HAHAHAHAHA
so disappointed.
