Sumtimes...we jst start doing things so different...we forget who we really were...and those thigns become so much of us..till we forget why we were doing them in the very first place...u love it...u can't imagine ur life any other way...people around u percieve u like that..and u are happy abt it...
till u start losing it...making excuses abt it...bt its a thing u liked right...then u give more explanations...nt a good day...sum other day...till the excuses run out...then u try to actually get at it...u can't...and u don't understand why...u get cranky, extremely cranky...confused and irritated...and u dnt still dnt know why...and then suddenly in a million but one moment of absolute haze..it all starts to make sense...
u cannot be who u are not...its jst a matter of time...our inner lives and beings always come out...its impossible to be moulded forever...dat only happens in love...and only once...
i am not in love...this is not me...these aren't the things i do...i will now find myself back...bt is it worth it???
maybe only time can tell...bt i know its easy to be lost...infact that's exactly where i am heading...