Yet again, a simple day but full of complications. Well at least for me. I don't really understand the truth behind it. But, I sense the indirect awkwardness, if that's even the right word to use at all for those kinda situations. Whatever it is, I am standing at a blind spot for somethings. But, though standing at a blind spot sounds bad, I must not ignore the fact that I am seeing so much more when I face another side. So, so much more. No clear blue skies can be compared with it, or no rhyme constructed with lavish words can describe it as well as these pair of eyes does. Is it even a good thing? I can't be sure of anything right now. Everything's just my assumptions.

Ah well, I might not be needing to use my dynamites. Wish I could though. But is it all worth it? Lies or no lies, me and my lifelong friend can take it. We've been this way since we crawled on floors. The damage is done and no sweet words can heal the wounds that we've all been carrying with ourselves but pretended that it didn't exist. We've been hanging on a string from start anyway. We only look whole in pictures. Let's face it, we're all forgotten grenades buried under the sands. We remain at our own positions if not touched. But we go kaboom even for the slightest pressure applied to.


I've been spending all my time just...
I think I'm..

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