I'm not just a friend.

I'm someone who is willing to do anything for you whenever you want, where ever you want. I'm that person you never complain about not having to spend time with; you know I'll always be there. So when there's no one left to contact, you come to me offering me all that I want because it's convenient for you. Weekends apart, you don't give a single damn (even if they're consecutive). It doesn't matter that we don't have the time to reconnect, it doesn't bother you that we never really talk. Mundane activities is what's found in our every day life, it's our entire relationship. I cook, I clean and I take good damn care of you. In return, all I ask is for your time and presence.
I can't help but feel that you're only here for me when it's convenient for you and you do things with me when you've no one else around. You have got to understand that I'm not a friend. I'm not someone who you can leave alone and expect it to all be okay.
I love you, but you're bringing me down. I've lost my touch, I've lost my passion, I've lost me.

40°C

Though it may be a scorching hot day, I've decided to remain positive and start it off on a good note, despite how irritated I get from the summer heat.

Because we all need a little Chandler in our lives.

欲しいよ、君のHEART BOY.

何も言わずにただ君の愛がここに欲しいよ。

GAMES.

You've got three choices in life: Be good, get good or give up.

No, it doesn't mean I don't fucking care.

The day I graduated, I was surrounded by an eclectic group of people who showed a wide range of emotions. Joy washed among many faces at the satisfaction of finishing year 12 and establishing many relationships. Then I looked at the class of 2012 and I could see the sadness in their eyes. Which then brought me to thinking back to all the previous years before my graduation and the commonalities amongst every year you find people crying and laughing. Since the day I stepped foot in high school, it was the same shit at the end of the year.
I was apathetic; I left year 12 with no tears, I just left year 12.