it's been so long since i've seen the ocean.

it's alright to make mistakes. it's alright to repeat them (despite what certain people say). just don't own up to repeating them and you should be fine. don't forget my lifelong philosophy: getting spanked is one thing, but people knowing that you got spanked is even worse.

admit it: we're prone to making the same mistakes again and again. once you've hit a brick wall, you either get back up on your feet or lay down there, staring at the sky for what would seem like ages. it's an inertia cost - being comfortable where you are because you aren't particularly bothered to go anywhere else (all that relationship marketing jargon has finally come to good use).

we're stubborn little demons. we'd most likely learn from our errors but we can't just help ourselves.

but it's okay as long as nobody knows too much.

okay. maybe i'm only trying to console myself here.

i gotta stop using my own shoulder to cry on.