thoughts, tears, repeat

i want to get diagnosed, 

so that everything will finally make sense,

so that i won't shift the blame to anyone.

there are times where i feel everyone is pretentious,

just for the sake of being nice.

when those famous three words being thrown to me,

i just had to think that there must be a borderline,

and it will end at some point.

nobody truly loves someone unconditionally.

loving unconditionally is just a figure of speech,

it's just an act of reassurance.

but i believe there must be a deal breaker of the term.

i believe at some point,

people will get tired of your bullshits.

at some point they will give up while you're in the midst

of making sense whatever the fuck you have in your mind.

and all of these thoughts finally came true,

and you'll be like,
"damn, i'm right again"