seek solace in people who dun give a shit abt you. and know that u dun too. just to remember how others used to love and care about you. this pain is called emptiness and this emptiness is pain. new people we meet night after night, day after day, parties after parties. they meet new people too. there is this unspoken threshold of dependency for awhile and then like cigarette smells that cling on ur blouse when u club, all gone in the morning after.

baccalaureate is up in abt five days time and i would have lived 18 yrs in less than two week's time. it's as thought different parts of my life are ending and finalising, like portions of a staircase i have walked are all crumbling apart and there is no way else but to keep climbing up. or down. i wish i could shut down my memory and start anew. be a happier gurl like wat i tot i used to be.