my dad now has facebook

like whaaaaaaaattttttttttttttttttttt

*throwing hands in the air*

and you still owe me an explanation

another friend said maybe she's afraid you might flare at her

now let's see

if i were a friend who didnt care

i would say

"babe go do whatever the hell you want, and if you're happy i'll be happy for you too"

well too bad

im not like that

many of those who know me would jolly well know that if i have a fucking opinion

i'd tell you

i may not always be there or i might not be the one whom you feel might be the right person to confide to

but i can try to atleast give my opinion and thoughts on it

i believe i have done it before

either it was just brushed aside or it was just totally ignored

a friend said maybe she's confused

well maybe just maybe she is

and maybe she has awhole load of shit going on

but sometimes you can AVOID it

imagine a scenario in which you're standing on a train track

and the train's coming towards you

you've got 2 options

1) just stand at the bloody damn track and get killed

or

2) get the hell out by jumping of it or running out of it

if anyone of you chooses option number 1

then fuck, all of you deserve to get knocked down by a train and die

i've told a handful that i've already decided to give up

but somehow there's a part of me that says i shouldnt

so which is which?

dear friend, im worried

hell yes i am

i dont meet you often as i would like to

and the only way that i can catch up with you on your life would be through your pvt journal

but even that seems to belit-belit in many diff ways

there used to be only 2 i think, now there's another 2 more

who the hell are they?

i wont be surprised or shocked if there's more

yes im freaking pissed, i was talking to rahman yesterday and hell i nearly flared like crazy at work

but luckily i was squeezing kaya into the goddamn small containers and that somehow managed to calm me down

damnit, i need to rush to work now