No Title. Boo.

To ten million fireflies, I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes.
I got misty eyes as they said farewell.

I have been playing this song for almost 15 consecutive times already, it's ambiance is so serene and captivating. I love Owl City <3

Well as you may have guessed, this entry is another one of my usual rants. I am probably a closet emo of some sort, because of my tendency to be moody and being emotionally unstable, I have all sorts of emotions locked up inside me. Pathetic, I know. Sometimes I wish I really am dense as others think of me. Sometimes I wish I just don't care and I can easily block the negativities I would like to get rid of.

I am actually fond of doing that and unlike other people, I can actually succeed. But like what I read from one of my brothers' Magic: TCG' flavor text:
"Memories cut from the mind can cut right back."

Even if I manage to disregard it today, as inevitable as it is, I'd remember it someday. And all the emotions would come back rushing. Pathetic. Sadly, this is not one of those posts in which I'd feel better for letting it out afterwards. I'd still be disturbed, I'd still be bothered. Because I know that after I hit the "Publish Post" button, things would still be the same.