The creature's body lay sprawled out on the grass floor. Just moments ago, the violent roar of this creature was reverberating through the woods. Much more leaves had fallen, as if the trees were trembling in fear and had shaken their leaves off.

You've done it. I apologized, I was sorry for the way I acted, but yet you choose to ignore me. And you dare call yourself a friend.

You only want me to be there when you need me, so that I can brighten your life, so that you have someone else to talk to. All these lies about friends. Rubbish. If we really are friends, you would have tried to understand the situation I was in and not make such a big deal out of such a small matter.

I dont know if you're blocking me now, or just ignoring me, or my existence is no longer part of your life, but I dont care anymore.

I'm evil. You asked me why I had that posted on my Facebook profile? Now you have it. You hurt me, i'll dish back the hurt, twice the pain.

And while you suffer, I enjoy.

www.soporific-moon.blogspot.com

To anyone who still comes here.
I'm leaving this place for good.
This place has harboured so many good memories. Too many
I am going to start a new, because its a new chapter in life.


Regards,
Javier


Oh, forgetful me. The blog link will be here when I feel that the time's right

Does anyone visit this page anymore? Heh.
Today I had to go for a Humanities Competition together with Meng Kiat, Wenjie and Benjamin. There were lots of failures throughout the competition, especially during round 2 - The Amazing Race. To put it simply, we got lost. A. Lot. Of. Times. Heh. I may post the details one day, but right now I am not in the right mood to do so.



I am confused. Really confused. I thought I'd go away after a week. But no. It only got worse. Like some chronic disease. I don't wish to be misled, but then again, no one is actually leading. I guess I should just stop assuming things.



I really think that one day I will isolate myself from emotions. Its starting to happen already.

Sometimes, it feels like its not worth all the trouble.
You know?
You do so much, yet nothing good happens. Wait, no. Nothing happens at all.
That makes you start to wonder, do you have any importance at all?
Are you just the 'tissue man'?
Thrown away and forgotten once you had served your purpose?
Where is the reciprocration?

At least something.
And now I realised that I've wasted yet another Saturday. Only made my mood worse.
I don't know how much I've got bottled up inside of me. Like a can of fizzy drink, being shaken vigorously by the words and actions of others. Sooner or later, its going to explode. It will.

A few more hits and I think I will decide on something I never would have dreamed of.
Indefintely isolating myself from.
From.
Emotions
I am better off without them anyways.

Goodnight

I updated the short story (if you consider it to be one) in my previous post. Added a little description. Damn, I still can not think of a climax, or for that matter, even a plot!