like a splash of ice-cold water

it shocked me that i would find the whole thing to be so horridly repulsive altogether. and never had i felt more certain that it is not something i could ever be able to deal with.

there comes a point when you realise some differences simply cannot be reconciled. sometimes, some things, you can tolerate; sometimes one can choose to close an eye. but when the matter stares you straight in the face, in all its starkness and realness.. .

it could be that i’m not strong enough, too insecure.

or you could call it a kind of self-righteousness. i suppose that wouldn’t be too far from the truth.

~ by may on April 16, 2009.