Tuesday, April 26, 2011
at least i still have a place to turn to when im down. a little place that is forgotten. it will not be missed. we had our first disagreement today. and its a little dash of reality, something cruel to remind ourselves no matter how we highly we think of ourselves, humans are still humans. we are subjected to emotions that does not belong to us, subjected to opinions, to pain and humiliation that we may feel for the aftermath of the outbust.
it just kills some fantasy. kills a small part of us, killed a small part of me. enlighten the both of us that things will never ever be the same anymore. like a ugly scar.
suddenly, all the little hopes and dreams and fairytales just seem a little paler. a little less beautiful. a little more real.
Dreamt at
5:10 PM
