Ok. So I'm the bad guy who has no chance at all of clearing his name. So be it.
Whatever I say now wont make a difference anyway.
If you were going to believe me in the first place, the seeds of doubt would have been sown and been given a chance to be eradicated, or they would have never appeared at all.
Sadly, that hasn't happened. Probably never will.
Some things cannot be taken at face value.
Meanwhile, life goes on, albeit with a different meaning.
But I just cant believe that you, who have gone through so many compromised friendships and betrayed trusts, could say that to me. I thought you knew better how one feels. I thought you would empathise with my condition, but apparently never having been through 45 hours without sleep yourself, its natural you wont understand how it feels. I understand.
Dont believe everything you hear. Most of it is exaggerated and the rest are lies.
After 11 years, the full meaning of those words hit me.
Maybe I should just clam up and keep everything to myself. The world would be a much better place if nobody knows anything about me. But no, thats wrong. There are people that care. I firmly believe that. Which is why I tell people stuff about me. Which is why when something happens I have the urge to just tell somebody close about it, because I know I'll feel better immediately after that, and the other party will also get a chance to know me better.
Ok. A lot of bad energy went into that. And I'm still not feeling myself.
Not surprisingly, I feel........................... lonely.
Life, however, goes on, with or without me.
So now I see how it is. The world would be a better place without me.
been lied to so many times i lost count
sometimes i wonder if my existence is superfluous, meant for the world to make fun of me - timetraveller