I hate being alone. It makes me feel naked, makes me feel bare. Like somehow, everyone's staring at me. I hate that insecurity.
I wrote a letter, to tell somebody.. anybody, all the pain i feel inside me. But as i signed off with love, I searched my heart, and i couldnt find no one to send it to. That's damn dead sad, I reckon so. But i'd rather keep it all in my heart, than confide in an unworthy friend. Someone who'd brush aside my secrets, someone who wouldnt care. So many things happening to me lately,i can barely find something mood uplifting. The achievements i'd once relied on to make me happy seem to work no magic. I'm so so saded. Devastated. Hopeless.
Once again seen the ugly truth of life. The ugly truth. That no man is trustable. Everyone seems so like a double-headed snake. Dint i already learn this lesson once, 3years back? I should really start learning from experiences and remembering them. For good.
Damn.
Wish i'd wake up and these all would be a dream. Miracles though, dont always happen.