So where are they now? Your friends, I mean? You’re always telling me about your friends and how you would do anything for them because they are your friends and how in return, they would die for you. I didn’t believe it then and I’m not believing it now. All of your friends have gone. The good people, YOUR people, that’s what you would call them. It was hard to keep from laughing in your face when you talked like that. I always wondered if that’s what you thought I was to you, if I was one of YOUR people. You’re so full of shit and now it’s even too deep for you to deal with. The truth is that you don’t have any friends, not now, not ever. You think you’re with someone and then you find that you’re just alone in a room with a stranger. You spent so much time running away from yourself, fulfilling imaginary duties to your friends, that you don’t even know who you are. When the shit comes down, you can’t even count on yourself. Isn’t that a shame?
Actually I’m not fine, I’m not okay. But it’s fine, it’s okay ;)
I don’t have access on my Facebook account… Charot. Di ko lang binubuksan. Bale Twitter at Tumblr lang. Tas yung isang blog. Tas y8 at Lumosity. HAHA! Di nako nag iinternet gano, actually. Papahinga. Kala mo may malubhang sakit e no. Haha. So ATM, I have a little less than 200 unread messages on my phone. So pag namatay na sa mga kakilala ko, sarreh kung di ako nakapunta sa burol mo. Kung may nanalo na ng lotto, next time ko na kukunin yung balato ko. Kung nagtext yung crush ko at inaaya akong magpakasal, don’t worry babe, hindi tatakbo ang simbahan. Kahit si Pope pa ang magkasala sa’tin, okay lang :”>
So anyway, I don’t know when I’ll be going back to reality. But definitely, it won’t be tomorrow. :)
I’m not fine, I’m not okay. But it’s fine, it’s okay…