rant rant oh rant

so okay, i stopped writing. why? i cannot figure out why. it is so pointless to arrive at something that has been all the while there. i find everything so redundant of this and that. or maybe i attained the peak of apathy. yeah… i have the disease of insensitivity. what’s there to care about? everything and everybody ends up screwing with me. not literally though, although at some instances, there have been bloody pseudo some some.

anyway, *sigh* i really do not want to blame others of my state of emotion. because in ways, i allow them to do horrible things to me, which somehow i cherished at that moment. but for the record: THEY KILLED THE FIRE IN ME. THEY TOOK AWAY THE LIGHT.

it’s my fault, no? i am too naive. i am too selfless and somehow unconditional. that is why i prefer evil ones. at least i know they are real evil with no farce effect. good ones, on the other hand, hmmm… they are so deceiving. at least evil is predictable. and if there might be little, if not huge amendments, it will always be for the greater good.

but now. i am writing back. going back to my skin. going back to where i belong. trying to let go of the one thing i throw away in the ocean. but i still love the open sea, and i will still be there sometimes soon. it is just a matter of time. not now though, maybe tomorrow.


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One Response to “rant rant oh rant”

  1. oh yeah… you should write that book already!

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