Gabriel
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You always flow to sources against the flow... Only rubbish flows with the flow.
I wonder if I have become such garbage...
... Now, I live here with those I hated...
And... I still hate them sometimes, but in my weird way... I love them...
Oh yes.
I love to torment them.
This is exactly that, how I love. When my "love" really doesn't fully apply to them...
Tormenting them... This is wonderful...
Although... sometimes it gets boring, and that's when I'm down. Then I'm strangely sad, and I don't know what to do with myself.
This is a little strange to me.
Ehhh...
Along with these thoughts, I'm reminded of something that I once come across somewhere.
I don't remember where exactly I saw it, but I have the impression that it reflects well my concerns about whether I'm not sold myself for convenience.
