I am not big fan of liguistic, or any sort of philosophy , school of thoughts for language , i suck at every language that  i speak , and i just wish everything is communicated by heart and feeling , without words

why words are created? do you really read what i say? does it matter u read what i say? what do u do? what can u do? does it matter if u read it properly or wrong?

like a suicide letter read after death, a apology read after murder, a proposal for help and money lie under the bottom of some big guy's "never have time to get to" pile, a break up email written by a broken heart who still love you, a seem to be personal song with lyrics borrowed from others' life, a "i love you" b-day card from a man who is fucking some chic while telling u he is busy working tonight...

why do u want to read?do you want to know?or you just want to be told?

does it hurt u when ppl dont tell, dont trust u to tell, dont want to tell you, dont think it matter to tell u, dont have time to tell u, or dont know how to tell u?

or does it only hurt when u care about those people?

they also said words are sometimes a record written for one's own purpose, like diary, which is now seemly the blog, but what kinda diary it could be if it is to never be read and discovered? why not just write and burn?

if it is just a record, what are we writing down in words for? can we figure out shit without language to ourselves?

or is Proust right? that "no one is a complete mystery, but to himself". that we use language to communicate with ourselves?

how tragic!