Sometimes I feel as if I'm living in a facade; everything seems pretentious.
I can't really succinctly say if what people see me as is what I really am or simply a cloak of my true emotions. (No, I'm not schizophrenic ) I don't think I can ever tell if people are even true to me or are they simply being condescending and demonstrating a fake show of sensitiveness . It's quite pathetic, isn't it? Complex, we may be but that does not amount to so many standards of behaviour, does it? Wells, it's just an observation I had today. Perhaps I'm just being too cynical and dubious. Anyways, I'm hardly a crusader for Utopia where eternal peace is possible and everyone loves each other blah blah

Really, if attacks were directed at me, I don't think I'll feel a nudge cos my self-esteem is simply too proud to be broken. Say what you might, think what you want, I'm not least interested.. haha Keep that immature attitude and stick to your irrational and convoluted ideologies of the way you rule your life. You think it's a joke? Think again (if you even have the ability to do so) . It's simply whimsy. I'll respond with a sardonic smile and make you feel lesser; I'm a verbal person - I can hurt you with my words but I simply choose not to cos I'm not gonna stoop that low.


Pardon the slight anguish here, I'm just having a really bad day.  ¶ 7:49 PM