this game of fishing for answers sucks. it has to stop. wanna know why? because one day, i'll stop trying to fish for answers and you'll come crying with tears in your eyes asking me, "why?".

just like my answer to my mum, i'll say, "no particular reason".

that answer ain't a lie. the truth is, when it gets to that stage, i simply can't be bothered anymore.

and oh, while saying that, i'll probably be filled with a warped sense of satisfaction and joy because now, the tables are turned and you are the one fishing for something.

imagine the confused look on ur face.

imagine the unsettling tone in your voice.

imagine the feeling when u want to make something right and the person simply doesn't want to give u a chance to or a direction on how to go about doing it.

imagine the helplessness when u simply do not know what went wrong.

imagine ur brain running at full speed trying to filter and analyse every single detail from god knows when in hope of finding the slightest clue to solving the mystery and coming up with a good reply or answer, or so u thought, only to hit the wall again and having to start all over again, only to hit the wall again and having to start all over again, only to hit the wall again.........

see. when i cared and u told me i don't have to. its like applying brakes on a very fast moving train. the heart slows down everytime u tell me that. like the inertia the train has, i'll still ask until it comes to a complete stop.

and guess what, once it comes to a full stop, thats when i'll simply don't give a fuck. it makes my life and job easier to be frank.

if u want it to start again, its gonna take alot of effort to overcome the inertia and seriously, from the bottom of my heart, have fun doing that because its not gonna be easy.

do u get it? i bet u don't. oh well. its not like people care anyway, at least not until its too late.