it's an existentialist existence, i'll never really understand. 

i know - blogging during brunch because twitter's too mainstream and i'm much too in love with my current playlist. credits to extra phone memory :3

i digress. the ultimate point here is, i still miss you.  

when it comes to coming to terms with a loss, it's never going to get any easier. it's an unfathomable void of emptiness within your being that you  just can't fill. and you're going to try getting yourself distracted but in the end, you can't run forever. 

it's been years - i hate it. then i realize that i'm filled with voids other people are meant to fill. not just one, and i can't be self-sufficient. 

it feels like dying here - but i won't see you anymore. and we both know it.