the unique one

sometimes i wish there is a person capable of prying into my mind.
comprehend the way i undertsand the world.
aware of the reasons why i live on the edge, why i like solitude, and why i live the way i do. to just be there when all odds are against me. to just understand, and not judge.

but irony survives on the fact that when emotionally unstable, i withdraw into myself. i believe i am the sole solution into appeasing my state of mind. (is it truly a mere belief or a fact?)
there is this strange wanting for someone around, yet i transform into a being unable to tolerate anything from anyone-- a ticking bomb?

patience null.

oh well. this self-analysing crap is tiring me out.
warning: just leave me alone!

hesaid,shesaid

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