Of truth, realisation; life and heartbreak
I’m not one who deals with loss easily.
It’s been a crazy week but I shan’t elaborate, if you know, you know. I would tell you if I feel like it. If I don’t then stfu and gtfo, don’t ask, don’t do anything.
Sometimes I find myself laughable, with the blatant truth right in front of me, I can easily con myself into thinking it’s not like that. To skew reality to fit my ideal, I think there’s better uses for this talent of mine.
I’m not trying to be cliche about this but I have no more tears to shed, either that, or it’s not worth it. I’d like to think it’s the latter.
Goodbye.