“It’s not my responsibility”.
Today’s post shall be short. Mood has everything to do with how we respond. Today?
My response. Nonchalant. Things of importance. Friendships, relationships, human social misbehaviors. Misfortune. Pain. Anguish. Its not our responsibility. Or so people behave.
I barely have any positive words today. People don’t seem to be around when you really need them or when they’re input is strongest. They take others for granted, they take it for granted that words will melt and mean nothing. They fail to realize that words much like bullets pierce. Even more out of anger.
And then silence fell. le silence se fit.
Thankful for: Distractions (they keep me company these days)