As human beings, we speculate. Connect pieces of subtle meanings together and create a story, well, I created my story this way. Your actions with subtle meanings, makes me fatigued reasoning and anticipating the reason or mere normality of it all. Exams are over, gave myself slack to think. Till Christmas. and thereafter throw it all away and move on with life. Silly acts of reading the same msg 10 times over in a day. Simply trying to figure out the motive behind obscurity, or randomness? Its a treacherous thing to do, debunking with a mentality of not expecting anything and whatever outcome, so you wouldnt get hurt. The outcome? cultivation of no extreme expressions of despair or exhilarations. Mum asked why I had become so cold? And you told me that we cant be heartless; the heart is always there, just that the emotions go away...

But. Why are actions so misleading? the way i perceive, and oh tonnes of reasonings, culminates into an expectation, so much so if the routine does not occur any one day, the dream bubble bursts. :x

Its difficult to control the mind, especially one that wonders ever so freely. Gosh, im misfit?

If each of these santa hats could answer 1 Question... ...

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