Am I doing this right?

I have not been single for this long since 1973. No, its not easy as 1, 2, 3. This is rocket science i tell you. Brain neurons and whatever shit is playing up in my brain. On another note, the saying that we only use 10% of our brains? That's a myth. Put the myth aside, now lets get back to this, pathetic expression of misery.

I came, I'm trying, I'm losing.

This battle of options; floating in the air like eagles, waiting for their preys. It's more like standing on the side of a cliff; a big-ass cliff, in the lands of bad-ass cliff. These raging hormones of mine are boiling inside just like a big-ass active volcano, in the land of big-ass active volcanoes.

Fuck you for not letting me see this earlier. Fuck you for not telling me what i should do. And finally fuck myself for not grasping this fading opportunity to make myself feel good.

Had a good chat with my lecturer over lunch the other day. Surprisingly, he made me think even clearer. He made me see what I have not seen (and should've seen) for so long. Why, why, why have i not acted earlier.

I have been lying to myself since day one. Take note, that that 'day one' is a very specific day in my book.

If you're reading this..

..you might have a little time to spare. Spending your free time reading this blog, is gratifying. I'm easily distracted by things around me. I can't seem to focus on one thing at a time. Luke from Modern Family remind me of myself - plus the composure of being a normal human being.