WHAT.

It just hit me that some of the most dreadful lines are those that have already been said, and when it rears its ugly head, you want to prick it like a blackhead. When connections are those that seem like yesterday, without you consistently trying to compare, only to find yourself in a vaguely familiar place, you just want to run out in the field and start screaming. Sometimes I wish I had more of a head start.

Sometimes, I wish everyone just had the same start. And I'm feeling that it's the only way to go. Who the hell are we kidding?

And admittedly, the juvenile in me would like to hold on like swat paper, but the surprisingly existent logical in me would just like to let go and run about in the same field. I don't know who's blinder, me or the world. Insights have been realized, and it hit me smack on my huge forehead when I realized that I am turning out to be like the underdog person. OH MY GOD. I used to think I had more leverage.

So this is the problem, my lack of maturity, and my seemingly declining interesting nature. Nakakawala talaga ng amor.