Ever did jumping into something your first impression says to you it won’t ever last. That is what I traditionally do. No usual conversation, no demonstration of feelings, none conclusive evidence of what is the reason behind things that is done that should have a definite valid reason. Though I know that one; is a definition of a perfect stranger; with a manifesto you know in the first place you shouldn’t trust, and since I’m a very hard headed being (probably the reason why some people hated me), it’s the same reason why I stayed.
The whole process is purely wondering, as it goes along, the unreasonable thoughts for the “goddamn thing why I’m still here” is just adding piles up. Only just for the benefit of spending time together, I know I was treated well; but I feel no concern, THAT was two different things.
The above statement was written for like “several” months ago. And to be honest, I’m not actually pertaining only to one person. It’s incredibly repeating by itself in different “instances”. I’m thinking for few persons that just happen I’ve been with them. Each of the instances are entirely different, name it: age, physique, the way they dress, the genre of music they prefer, the way they think, the food they eat, work, etcetera! Just name it!
They’re exactly different in everything, except for one: That word I don’t even want to mention. Only few people in my age have it and only few are willing for it.
Whatever that word is.. I have to work for it. Because I won't acquire anything like the childish game i wrote several months ago. Though it should mean nothing, I now found myself so bored for the wondering part. Things in that immature state are getting so predictable, in different situations but all clearly comes to end.
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