I'm not one of those who can easily hide

Guess I was right. As paranoid and as crazy and insane as I was... I was right.

So now what?

I don't know.

I'm sick of this. Just... getting hurt...

I wrote this in my blog last week or so. And then M and T came along.

And now, again, I have no one.

I have no one.

I'll probably always have no one.

Maybe it's just because I can't accept that.

That's why I put myself out there all the fucking time.

So.

What happens now?

I really don't know.

I suppose, for all intents and purposes... I am really, truly alone in this world.