It's funny cause we've known each other for so long.

Truth is, we haven't been proper friends since forever.

You've never really treated me like someone who could understand, someone who was capable of thinking and all.

I suppose it's cause I took a little longer to grow up, but you treated me as if I never did.

And you still do.

Yeah we still see each other in school, we're classmates even, but hey you know there's nothing there. Nothing much between us anymore.

It sucks cause I know you're lonely, stressed and going crazy and full of emotional turmoil.

But its like I don't mean anything to you.

You have to understand my friend, its not that I've cut you off.

I've just simply stopped trying.

Still I wonder if I've made the right decision, I wonder if you were worth it. Hey buddy, you are a good person, but did you really have to treat me like that?

That's why I've stopped bothering. And I wonder if you even notice.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.