sigh

sometimes i wonder where that someone i can talk to without fear of hiding behind a mask is. i realised in 20 years, a lot can happen. sometimes, everyone should take up their photo albums, their diaries and re read what they had in mind last time.

do you believe in soul mates? do you really? or is everyone just caught up in their veneer of outward happiness and inward sorrows?

sometimes i really hate being gep. causes you to overanalyze things. and lose the ones you love. or loved.

wishing everyone a happy new year.

ranting