I don't really know what to say but I felt like writing a journal to you. Or maybe it's just for myself. How sad.

But what isn't these days? Everything is about the loneliness, grief and discomfort. The people I know have become impersonal and distant. Strangers I've never met talk about how broken they feel inside, how hurt they are. I always believed that That there is always happiness just waiting to happen. That there will always be someone there, and there was good in everyone. But truth is things happen and people will say whatever they want, even the ones you love and you think you can trust. I'm drifting from that naive state of mind, aware of what I really mean.

and I don't know what to say. What can i say.





Really.