thoughts have been flooding my head. some people may find it very helpful, for they could think about things that confuse them, for they could post, for they could come up with realizations.

i find it weird. and painful. or maybe i just hate these thoughts because i don't like to think about it. or maybe its just the situation. or the weather. or the people around me. or maybe, it's just me.

the person who is reading this cannot relate to what im saying. he/she might be thinking of my actions these past few days. or who am i with. he/she might be thinking of that thing that bothers me. ye, something's bothering me. but im not sure if he/she can understand. you might say that a friend understands. no. your wrong. a friend tries to understand even if he/she cannot. i don't want him/her to try and bother himself/herself with my problems. it sucks when you put your burden to others.

all these thoughts have pushed me to close my mouth and just think. all these thoughts have challenged me to deal with my problems alone. and all these because of the thoughts.

i wouldn't have chosen to post right now if not for these thoughts.

and the person reading these still have no idea of what these thoughts are.

are they wrong?

are they leading me to something bad?

i don't know...
they're just thoughts. some are unwanted. some, i just want to think about.
i don't know if they're wrong. they're just thoughts. ideas. realizations.

this could be the most boring and senseless post i have ever posted.
and at the end of these non-sense collection of words, the person reading this mights find himself/herself losing important minutes of their lives because they tried to read and sympathize with me.

thank you, reader for your time. time is the best expression of love. and reading this is one of the simplest expression of love for the writer.

express more of your love by spending your time with people who you care about. fill the world with love. im not acting as an adviser here, but please, make the world better with your love.

as for me, love is giving me painful realizations right now. but i would continue to love. a mother. a father. a brother. a bedridden grandmother. a friend. a dormmate/friend. another dormmate. and another. and another friend (100x). and a subject. and a skill. and a teacher. and a food. and a bear. and a house. and a dorm. and a preserved flower. and a memorable day. and a memorable touch. and a plane going to russia. and the end of july or first week of russia. and a guitar. and a blog. and a reader. and a world. and a universe. and a self.