we figured that crying would allow you to get over issues and move on to challenge life again.
but we realise that we'd be crying over the same issues over and over again.
we figured that crying would be a good way to vent your anger, frustration, wadever, and brings you some (random) kind of peace.
but we realise that the only reason why we can sleep after crying, is cos crying tires us out and drains us completely.
we figured that crying would signify an embracement of emotions and shit.
but we realise that it only makes ppl shower u with more sympathy.
and yet, i cry.
i refuse to do it in front of anyone.
i was told i like to act strong cos of that.
maybe, it's my only way of saving some dignity for myself.
simply because my life is too fucked up to be true.
on a side note, i hate nights when my brain goes into overdrive, and i end up not sleeping.
tonight, i blame the green tea. all kinds of green tea.
and the stupid roach that scared the hell out of me.
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