emo. emo. emo.
it's hard to accept the fact that, people don't come to you for no reason.
one day, received a call from a long lost friend. very happy. she's good. asking about life planning. until she came to a point, to talk about insurance.
i'm not a problem collector. i need someone to talk to, too. but i can't seems to find any. he is the only one understand me too well, but he's not 24-7 available. they said, how can u release if u kept everything inside? but the problem is, who should i spill out to?
people, how many are there who're trust-able? or is there any? of course beside the close ones.
so lame, so tired of guessing what people are thinking.