Why I act(ed) like such a bitch, I don't know. I have over time become someone I have always strived not to be, consumed by pride, and my own world, ideas, feelings. I'll promise to stop.

Be it lovers, friends, or family. When they leave, you have to get over it, and getting over is never easy. Its a stab on your pride, an admission of being powerless over our external world - for we can't control who leaves-

And leaves a void behind. Some voids are easily filled, or need no filling. Some voids, are forever void. For memory guards it selfishly, long after its owner has left.

On other news, my laptop crashed. Along with ALL the data. Also, I am feeling so sick, and guilty for not exercising and doing work for two days. Sigh!