sadness and sorrow were two different emotions for me. sadness comes from things or events but sorrow is a dear person or a nemesis. I liked being with a sad soul because I'm a sorrow soul with a happy personality, I hide well myself like my own lovely muse, so that people thought me I was happy but really I'm a such a drunken sorrow fellow. It was because when you're with someone when they are sadness exactly for a thing and we just sat beside them, they termed it as a helping shoulder. A lot of the sorrow is actually sadness. People aren't worth that true emotion. I've seen my friends going to depression for betrayal and heartbreak. Sorrow is a true emotion for a person and these kinds of fakeness will not emit sorrow instead a refugee of sadness. My mind goes sad just because it has too, it is the definitive rule that is unseen by anyone. I used this sadness. It felt so stupid to hear stories that never happened to a story. I gave them a shoulder, I heard them instead of listening because I'll never going to bring the same of them again, they thought me I was genuine but in reality I just don't really listen you. It just feels so unsettling sometimes to look into their eyes and say, their tears were useless or tasteless.
Real Grief is with me, to say what is sadness. A lot drowning into a fakeness wasn't a bit odd, it was weird for this generational gap. I never tried to heal, why should I? I haven't broke you—do i? I'll never say you what you did was wrong or what you doing was worse, I heard you with a smile, and it was triggering you to believe me more and I needed that anyway. I liked this drug, to get believed. In a world where loneliness feels creepy, this sensation of being together was a good catch.
Grief wasn't very real to anyone. You may go through a lot of things in life, but in reality— I'm speaking of very frank after tricking a few, whatever your situations are, if you decided to get out, you'll get out. If you became pregnant or made anyone pregnant I swear you can confront or just wise, know what you're going to do before and if things got sucked up atleast be stronger enough to know what you have to do aftermath of it.
Not one lives in real sorrow the grief, everyone in a fake sadness, so it's quite easy to manipulate hearts. No one really cares about your before or aftermath until they are going to live ot travel a longer way with you and worse, only one or two will be wise enough.