It's been a long time. But not so long because life hates me and
of course bad things happens to me ever so often that I've practically forgot how is it like to be
really happy and not worry about anything.
But somehow.. Somehow, I've grown numb. I'm numb when Dad brings along his second wife. I'm numb when someone straight up lied to me. I was numb when I found out that someone's been talking behind my back and been bad-mouthing me.
So now, I kind of give up. I'm giving up trying to be happy, I'm giving up trying to get the family get along, I'm giving up trusting people and being kind and generous to them.
I'm numb now. To lies, to backstabbers, to betrayal, to ungratefulness, to the tears that's rolling down now but most of all, to life.
