After typing that post i did just not long ago, i sat under my block not wanting to go home. Saw Billy, a primary school friend one year younger than me, we lost contact for 4 years, yet when we see each other we feel like talking to each other. Everytime we see each other we will say Hi and asked about each other, but this time he saw me sitting here and asked me straight away if i needed a chat. We chatted so long so long, and we are still now, broke down and poured so much to him. I realise my problems are all along beside me, and it's all resurfacing now, and more is added up. Feelings? What's them? Why can they be this complicated?
Fuck Dad caught me crying here alone after Billy left. This is what i don't want that's why i chose to cool down under the block first. Now i'm adding to their worries, which parents love seeing their own children cry without knowing why. Fuck really
