i do not know why and what happened to me yesterday
that i broke down suddenly in front of him while we were doing somthing or watever you can call that
was it depression like what he said?
jokingly it may seem, but what if its really true and you find me underneath some blocks next time?
sprawled on the floor in a pool of unsightly blood?
was it the guilty concious acting up?
not towards the boy but rather towards the people you are closest to, ie, your parents?
it came so sudden that i doesnt know how to react and wat was the pushing factor behind my tears
perhapes its in my subconcious
i wan to refuse but he doesnt understand
i wan it to be free of these stuffs
what can be done? how can it be done? when will the understanding comes?
