pissed

im rather pissed now. shit.

ok so maybe it was my fault too, i dint acknowledge you, but how could you walk past me like that? how could you? how could you?

i dont know why im bothering about all this shit. but maybe there's still that part of me which still treats you as a friend.

maybe we arent friends anymore.

no wait, i should have known that long ago shouldnt i. how naive i was to think that we could still be friends, if not good friends.


i miss the old days. but wait, they werent very long ago were they.


i guess they were just a fragment of my imagination, this imaginary world, damn shit. this is just shit. i shouldnt bother.


but i really cant help feeling all this.