Hope you find the new look exciting. It's my exact same sentiments. Discolored. Void of rainbow sunshine patronage. Disgusting.
I'm reliving the nightmare of putting much time and effort in people, only to be sold out. Again. And again.
It's crazy. Nobody really shares the hurt that sinks in until such time when everything else stagnates, and people will ask what exactly happened. I find it overly patronising.
If I have the power to uphold freedom, I surely would. But time and again, my hands get tied up and my mouth gets shut. Things crumble like magical walls of ice, shatters and cracks in a jiffy. I'm so hurt. And all these things that come between my big bright world and myself persistently made me more cynical towards giving freely, with no reservations.
Bemused, I actually witheld more these days than I ever would imagine.
And if you can't understand, check the fucking dictionary.
Hope you find the new look exciting. It's my exact same sentiments. Discolored. Void of rainbow sunshine patronage. Disgusting.
