an open letter.
dear friend (if i may),
it disturbs me slightly that some of my actions may be subject to some kind of skewed (mis)interpretation. you see, i don't want to be seen as someone who aspires towards a cultural stereotype. never have i ever cared about being 'cool', or to be socially accepted. because really, i am not. and i don't believe you are aware of this. as for the small circle of people that surrounds the fringe of my existence, in none do i feel a bond that goes beyond a platonic friendship. the final traces of naivety is my fundamental flaw that prevents any form of attachment. although i know well enough that it may just be impossible to find oneself in another. sadly it is in my fucked up character to drift away from anyone who has even cared to try.
this may be too little too late, but i am truly sorry. there's little i can do about this. and i am sorry too if i would not be able to make it up to you.
sincerely yours,
faiz
posted by (nothingness) at 06:33
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you cloud yourself with mystery and make me wonder. this entry is so indirect yet direct that i have several interpretations of it. but i'll leave it be. and engulf myself in curiosity.
I'm still wobbling. There's too much water under the thing, or something.
But you know some people say, when there is nothing else left to do, the best thing to do is to do nothing.
Am I hot or cold?
been going back and forth on how to put this . hahaha . i don't think i deserve to use the word 'friend' sometimes .
friends come in a package of complications. you love them, you hate them. it maybe one of the most fragile bonds in the world.
yea, love em and hate em. and sometimes i can't really say whats on my mind. people change. i'm not that little kid who listens to everyone anymore. call me selfish, but it's about time i deal with my own emotions.
sorry.
rambling again. haha.
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