because verbal communication is such an imperfect art, i no longer know what should be said, what message needs to be conveyed.
but then again, if you really think about it, those are just modal auxiliaries that try to control us.
at the end of the day, everything is dependent on your choice. so don't tell me you were forced into it, or that you had no choice, because every action leads directly to a consequence, and so does each INaction.
too many thoughts in my head, choking me and i can't breathe i can't speak.
i thought all i needed was space, but turns out, the emptiness overwhelms me.
i am not lonely. just alone.
