@re-joyce 22 March 2025 more from that month

People are so damn scary. Sometimes, they talk too much. Other times, you can’t decipher their hush mess. Sometimes, they’ll tell you their secrets and other times, you’ll become their secret. Sometimes, they’ll tell you a rumor while on other times, they’ll turn you into soaring hearsay. Some days, they’ll sweetly ask you to come in, while on other days, they’ll pretend that nobody’s home the moment you ring their doorbells. Some nights, they’ll ask you for a ride, while other nights, they’ll drop you suddenly at crossroads. Sometimes, they’ll call you to tell you they miss yo. Other times, they’re hopelessly unattended. Some nights, they’ll let you breathe in fresh air. Other nights, they’ll lock your windows until you suffocate. This world is so vast that people have become so unpredictable. Sometimes, you’re scared of their presence. Other times, you’re terrified of their absence. People are so fickle and so unreadable. Sometimes, you hate them. Other times, you’re one of them.