Where are you, friends?
Why does it feel like you have never even been part of my life?

Are those memories real? Or am i just imagining things?

Damn.. we used to be so close.. and then we have our own lives.
So it just takes one different choice for us to be parted forever?

I remember about the story of two unparalleled lines.
They face the different direction, and eventhough they are far away from each other, at one point they will meet and cross into each other.. but after that, they will drift apart further and further and they never meet again, forever.

Is that how we are?
That is.. sad..

What did I expect.. really..?
This is stupid.

"You can't always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, well you just might find.. You get what you need."

- The Rolling Stone

This is one of the things why I had hard time sharing my stories.
This is one of the other things why I can tell them but not you.
You tend to make fun of me and what I'm about to tell.
All I need is your attention, but you fail to provide one.
Isn't it bad when I had doubts whenever I want to share my pain and worries?
Isn't it bad when I can't tell you all of this directly, instead of writing it here?

What am I doing with my life?

I'm a sinner.