I think I'm just too fast for my own good. Always wanting things to happen, and disappointed when they don't. Alright, I'm not sure if the word fast is appropriate. But anyway, I've just suddenly realised that I hate being alone. Like just isolated when I'm not supposed to be. It's like having something seized out of your grasp suddenly. So much so that you don't know how or don't have the time to organize your feeling and thoughts coherently that you get utterly lost. And maybe just suffer from depression? But no, I don't.

Loneliness is something very subjective. I know many will feel that they need people at some point or another, and yet at another time, they'll just want to be left alone to rot. For me, it's like that. Okay, I'm describing myself. But anyway, I know there're people who need to be around others 24/7 whereas there are people who practically live their lives with themselves. Some can survive on their own with something, like their music, their writing, or maybe themselves (self absorbed? maybe). But to me, I think that it's inevitable that people meet people. You can't just run away from the world. But others. Others need others. Lols. I'm reiterating my point again and again.

I just can't keep my own thoughts to myself. I'll just burst if I don't tell anyone about what I think. But sometimes it's just good if I don't speak. Because as the saying goes, it's just better if some things are not known to others. Because it'll just destroy their lives, maybe kill them, or just enlighten them. But I can keep secrets, all the same, and then I forget them.

Wittily sarcastic remarks are so me. Lols.

Kiss my ass. We're over. That's so kick-ass!!!