that's what i had.
the one that justifies the endless waiting.


the funny thing is, i do enjoy the solitude. only when i let other factors influence my pretty solid pragmatism do i falter. since the second-coming though i've stood pseudo-tall against all that.


there are few things i believe in. my faith in my fellow man though has taken a beating. every man for himself. that's a sad way to live. despite the cut-throat nature of things everywhere, i still feel a certain sense of... pity? i don't know what to call it but i just can't comprehend how selfish people can be in general. i won't delve into any details though lest i be judged, because despite of my declarations otherwise, i will be affected by what people think or say.
anybody would.

that's why we breathe and eat and sleep and ultimately die. humans.