am i a loser? how come i do not have someone whom i can confide too? as in really really someone who i can call up or go to whenever i feel down or just you know when i feel like talking about anything may it be serious or just plain jokes.
then again, is it my fault that i do not really get close to people? i do not easily open up to them. yes i do, but not fully and completely. there is always a part of me that is hidden.
my words and thoughts confuse me. i say this and i wanna do this and that but it seems that i am not sincere cause i do not do anything about it. i lack action.
honest is easy. fiction is where genius lies cause it is easier at times not to be involved and let things flow.
sadness.
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