This is not a comeback to blogging. I don't know what it is. I just feel like even Facebook and, especially, Twitter can't offer me a satisfying medium to pour my own true emotions and thoughts.
I should have blogged this last night after the conversation after I had with Ron but I didn't. Can't help but draw comparisons to Paper Towns. Margo Roth Spiegelman. What an enigma. Alluring with her exciting adventurous spirit yet she's a very flawed character riddled with complications. Sounds like a person I know.
But do I even actually know her? Even after all those conversations I had, thru phone, online chatting and in school. I'm starting to think I don't even know what she's truly like. Just inserting an image of how my Ron is suppose to be. No matter how I tried, I could only suppress the feelings. Yet I was secretly hoping that something amazing would happen. After last night, I know I can no longer hope for such fairytale endings. It's gonna end ugly, that's all.
Something in me broke last night.
(To be continued)
