how fickle minded can one be? i mean, how fickle minded can i be? i was so putting a full stop to the whole headache. but then i went to read some of my past posts and then i started to remember those times……remember and remember….one had been a good friend while one’s at it. really. despite the possibility that one could have different faces at different times, one had been a good friend.

i wonder how i got into this mess? but why is one not replying? what is one implying? why does it matter to me if one’s replying or not?