things changed. yet again. i don’t recognise myself anymore. or him. or anyone, anybody at all. i guess, this is life huh? things don’t always go the way you want them to be. like how things are awkward between marissa & ryan after they broke up, even though she hopes things to be fine. things are just… different now.
why do i still feel the hurt? i thought i’m totally over it, over him, over the whole thing. maybe not. life is all about living expectations, lies and deception, right? so if i’m living life, does it mean that i’m living a lie, decepting people? so who am i lying to? who am i deceiving? family, friends, or just myself?