Have I become numb? Yep, I do believe so...

I no longer have the comfort of tears to fall back on whenever I need some sort of emotional release. I guess I have become accustomed to dealing with upsets and fleeting disappointments in a stoic manner that is all too familiar. Perhaps, it is better to just fuck it and move on than to dwell on it and revel in the pain it in a masochistic sort of way, no?

Oh well, what can I say... talk is cheap. Dirt cheap if you ask me. Which is why most people say a lot things which they don't mean. It is the actions which I observe, and it speaks much louder than words. I give the benefit of the doubt, yes, but can you really blame me for being unmoved by mere words?