i am in a weird stage of anticipation of things to happen. if i can’t take something then it’s uncertainty. i’m rather thrown into something head first then having to wait, slowly grinding into it. and the thing is, they don’t know me – the way i really am – though i might seem arrogant und over-talkative sometimes – there’s more beneath. the question i ask myself is: can’t they see or don’t they want to see.
i believe.