a day in the life of a sopho on the dot and many more

Should I even care that something like this is waiting to happen? Or should I just show it like it is? I don’t mind going with the second choice, actually it’s not a choice, its just how I really am. Haha! Caring for what others think of me never really crossed my path, unless it’s someone who matters! Well, they don’t so why should I start now, right? Anyway, moving on to the more important things I actually care about. Things would really be much more easier if I just tell everyone everything kept inside. If I can do that, then should I have done it a long time ago? When everything else was simpler and easier to say? But now that time played with the dice should I be worried that everything’s turned into a more complex sentence that no one could ever understand, not even me, who wrote every word with the ink blots on the paper. A stain would be a mistake not a word, so every word meant was written down but then in a complex way that the ones supposed to read it was confused. Should it be burned? Or not? Should it be translated to a simpler way? Or will it just lose it’s meaning? But things like these are the ones I can’t write with ink and on my notebook, its only on the tip of every finger tip wherein its supposed to crawl on every sentence voiced out and supposed to dance as the sword stabs the backs of the betrayed liars. He was never a just a character being watched through every action, he was always just a friend wished for at all times. He was supposed to be there for every memorable good or bad, but now that he’s not can I?