once.

this very night,
there was a call from a rather familiar number.
i gave a rather startled voice to get only the familiar voice sounding as shocked to hear the tint of surprise in my voice.


well,
i lost my phone and its normal i dont remember numbers that i dont really need.
not saying that these are the numbers that i dont need but,
yeah, i only try to collect numbers from people who are playing a big part in my life, either that, or any particular person who still tries to stay and play a part in my life.


okay i know this is gonna be super random but i've been like having long farts since the start of this entry.
lol.


okay, back to the main point.
i dont know man,
prolly thats the way he is,
trying to come up with loads of expressions and emotions, leading people astray from the true behaviour so as to protect oneself.
its been like this since i first knew him.
always monkeying ard,
playing a fool, either that or he'll be really sad, or violent, or rude, or what the slang "emo" portrays and is defined as.



i was given a period of prolly half a year or so to find out the truth of his whole,
but unfortunately i did not exactly put that couple of months to use.
sometimes, i'd really wanna find out the true side of this particular person but well,
i guess its too late to say anything now.


once so familiar,
once so dear.


lets not go any further.



it could have been, he says.
but its not meant to be,
and its decided.