This is it...

I let out a small listless breath, and then I made a resolve. This time I'm not going to back off nor turn back. It has to be done.

I finally did it, I blocked him and dropped him off my Facebook contacts. At the rate things were going, it's just deadlocked or degenerating into an uncontrollable mess. I popped into Friendster for some nostalgia visiting, and I saw the comments he left from back then...

And as opposed to today, in 2010...

One liners, serious/hostile and vague sentences. What has he turned into? I don't know this person anymore. There is a big fat world of difference between being ignorant, subtle or just being plain rude. From the looks of it, it seems he could fit all three categories. I think it's more than I can handle, I've seen your true colours.

It might be fear, unacceptability, the lack of empathy...but still, this isn't the way to do things.

Have a nice life, because right now, you have already been ejected out of mine. (RIP 2006-2010)

Implosion

The human mind is strong, it's intelligence is seemingly endless, yet unlike the human heart, emotions may supply a morale boost or implode itself. The more I think I can handle, the truth is I can't. Every time I try to put one step forward, reality pushes me back two spaces, killing every single strand of hope and effort that was painstakingly put into it.

I'm really tried of G, yet stubbornly, my heart refuses to back off just like that. I am being hurt, but it seems...I am unsatisfied. I tie myself down with unnecessary burden, it's too much to bear. A direct confrontation was also fruitless, generating the same response from G. Whatever G's true intentions began with, it seems obvious where it's tilting to. There seem to be subtle hints, but I still refuse to convince myself so. Does it have to come to a day where the friendship becomes strained to the point of no return?

I have no answer, and no courage to attest to that.

And trouble brews at the office, sleep offers the body rest but it could also be generating another mental stress. The odds don't bode well for me. I got roughly another 7 months or so to go, but my situation doesn't allow me to drag on that long. There has to be an immediate solution, I'm left with zero choices. I could select a suicidal path, but it doesn't help.

A clone of me would help out as a listening ear, I want someone to listen to me seriously and earnestly. I can't take it anymore, I could just drop off everything and run away.

Jerk

I could have elaborately done it like this...



...but I wouldn't want to stoop to his level. People can be such jerks.