i think that - for me - recognition of real love sprouts out of the the most desperate and confusing times of our lives.
sometimes i forget that there exists details of individual relationships that do not need to be known to the "group"
already woven tightly together, it becomes a struggle to separate myself from all the other exterior feelings.
i'm starting to see things from all sides,
and it scares the hell out of me to think life will always be like this.

i hope, otherwise.

there is no more black and white.