When I'm distraught, I....
just wanna ride in a lone train or bus journey home, and let the wheeze of the bus bring out my thoughts, my jumbled thoughts. I swang on the swing, hoping it would lift my spirits, but the kid cried instead, that i had taken the swing (her swing) beside the other empty swing.
I just wanna be alone, and i feel so ironically lonely, even though there's so much fun and laughter around me, all the jovial happy-go-lucky, normal friends around me. Making me feel so different, and immature. When - i couldnt grasp my thoughts, and let them jumble up all my emotions.

talking to someone new is just so fun, you hold no grudges, no guilt towards that person, and that's how a friendship starts, its like, instantaneous happiness. but when you know someone better and share thoughts, sometimes the truth hurts and there's like awkwardness and its just not the same anymore.
But you know when you commit the foolishness yourself, ay.starsplash.