Life. De Way It Is.
Just when I thought things will all settle down, sort themselves out. I was smacked back out of dreamland again. The hand phone messages stopped coming. Why do you want it this way. Do you know it hurts when you love and not get loved back? I don't know why I'm continuing this with you. Sometimes I'd rather jump out of the window, be free for one second, then live my life in such pain and suffering.
And of all things. Parents who couldn't care less. Don't blame me for not coming back home. Its not my home, its your house. Its not a home, its a shack. Two words for you. Fuck you. If you don't want to help, say so. Don't beat around the bush. If you want me out of the house, say so. Don't hesitate. I do not care. I get a better response from the friends that I don't even know they look like, than my father and mother. Pathetic.
Someone told me this. You don't need to be with someone, Nick. You don't need someone to complete you, because you, on your own, are already complete. You can escape from the world, now, but you'll have to crash back into reality one day. And as you grow older, a lot of things, I mean, a whole lot, will not go your way, or least, the way you expect it to be. The world's full of shit, society's decayed. But somehow, we have to just deal with the shit and move on. Reality sucks, totally, but sadly, we can't escape from it. You're not the only one. I can confidently tell you, every single person, feels this way. I used to question, question on why things happen, why must we suffer, why things can't be perfect, why God can't make us happy all the while and all that. But i gave up questioning, I don't know why. I got too tired, too tired of trying to stand after every fall, each time, harder than the previous But I'm still where I am, and now no matter how hard I fall, I don't feel anything anymore. Maybe I'll just cry, or be very depressed, but after awhile, I'll feel nothing. Just plain numbness.
And of all things. Parents who couldn't care less. Don't blame me for not coming back home. Its not my home, its your house. Its not a home, its a shack. Two words for you. Fuck you. If you don't want to help, say so. Don't beat around the bush. If you want me out of the house, say so. Don't hesitate. I do not care. I get a better response from the friends that I don't even know they look like, than my father and mother. Pathetic.
Someone told me this. You don't need to be with someone, Nick. You don't need someone to complete you, because you, on your own, are already complete. You can escape from the world, now, but you'll have to crash back into reality one day. And as you grow older, a lot of things, I mean, a whole lot, will not go your way, or least, the way you expect it to be. The world's full of shit, society's decayed. But somehow, we have to just deal with the shit and move on. Reality sucks, totally, but sadly, we can't escape from it. You're not the only one. I can confidently tell you, every single person, feels this way. I used to question, question on why things happen, why must we suffer, why things can't be perfect, why God can't make us happy all the while and all that. But i gave up questioning, I don't know why. I got too tired, too tired of trying to stand after every fall, each time, harder than the previous But I'm still where I am, and now no matter how hard I fall, I don't feel anything anymore. Maybe I'll just cry, or be very depressed, but after awhile, I'll feel nothing. Just plain numbness.
"Life sucks. Yea it does, but sadly, it doesn't wait for us to pick ourselves up. Just accept the crap and move on." - Charmaine
posted by Nick Hui at
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