'nothing' always means something. and 'nothing, really' always means something big.

the past few days passed by in a blur of colours, where i was on a perpetual high and practically floating due to various reasons. lack of sleep, too much caffeine and something else.

i'm sorry to all who saw me cry. i didn't mean to and it must have been under the influence of the stuff. sorry. sorry i put everyone in a spot. all those who didn't know what to do for there was nothing you could do. it's not anybody's fault. all mine. for not knowing when to stop. for always going to the limit before knowing that the limit is too far. sorry.

sometimes you lose your inhibitions. you cry where you don't want to and say stuff you didn't mean to tell. but sometimes it's during these times that you can let go for under normal circumstances, you could probably never let it out and it stays stuck inside. always. so it may not be a bad thing after all.

don't be so nice to me. i'm not used to it.

and how do you know i'm a nice person. everything could be a facade. i'm not nice. wake up.

do you or do you not? how come i feel that you do but you told me that you don't. i'm kinda confused. not just a bit. this time it's a lot. 8:18:00 PM