do you know of the times where you aren't alone, but you feel that you are? even when nearly everyone is there to listen, you just want some time to yourself? i don't understand the irony of my own pathetic situation. absurdity, really. the failure to fathom the depths of my heart, my very own thoughts brings about uncertainty. uncertainty about..myself..my actions, my words. sometimes i feel that it's just fucking useless trying to explain myself, for the stuff that i say or do. i may not be right all the time, i may be insensitive, but i do not have bad intentions.

gah i don't know.