i know i don't make sense sometimes, but usually it happens out of necessity. cos sometimes there are somethings i can't say it out straight. i end up rambling on about nothing, but some would understand what its about.

i thought about you today. its been like how many years, 2? 3? you are still alive and kicking i believe. sometimes i miss you terribly, i dreamt of you, did you know that? but even in the dream, i was terrified of you, i was running away from you. and you were right beside me, and i never felt more alone.