So...I think this is a very sensitive season for my friends. It's been so long that they have been given any affection by anyone that they're on the brink of loneliness about to break. They smile, reject the fact that they may need someone, but I feel that the truth is...they want/need someone. 

When I get buzzed or near the point of getting drunk, I tend to talk a lot. I talk about things I usually don't speak about when I'm in the sanest sane. I talked and talked and talked. I dug out my friend's feelings. She cried that night. 

This past month or so, I've witnessed both my very good friends cry. 

Sure, many people say as long as you wait he'll come to you. But I think waiting a few too many years is quite too long. 

I wonder where this hero is. 

Honestly, I know I'm in the same boat as them. I know their loneliness, the desperation that comes when you're not very sane. And I feel ashamed when that desperation comes out. 

I feel, we're all very fragile this month. But I know time will pass, and we'll pick our way up. I know we'll start concentrating more on school too when we can forget all these bothersome stuff. But right now, we're all failing so bad at it :/ Not that we mean to :/