but there's nothing for me to say.
after all, i'm wielding ambiguity like a shield, with double entrendes my only protection from myself.
..just know that i do everything for a reason. even if i appear to make a mistake. theres' always a reason, one so deeply entrenched in multi reverse-psychological thinking that it no longer seems logical.
but that's just me, i suppose.
besides, i'd just like to stop the painful silence now, even if i'm all alone.
*sheesh, do i really talk like that everyday?! -edited 10mins later*
learning through life's potholes