More than often, I feel like I can relate to anyone but nobody can really understand what I want. That's probably because I cannot put what I want and need into proper words like how they expect me to. So, they misinterpret me and ignorantly label me whatever names they might prefer.

I find myself searching through the different phases of life and thinking whether I've actually accomplished what I had to. In fact, some are mine without hard work and it's not a surprise when some cannot be mine, no matter how hard I try to achieve it.

And sometimes it does get on my nerves when I go to the furthest extent to get what I want, especially something or someone that I love so much.

You'll probably be missing on something tonight, later on. Because as far as I'm concerned, I'm done and through with almost everyone and everything.

L.