Ironic.

Whenever I sit down and start thinking about the past, I don't tear. In fact, I start laughing at all of it. Isn't it ironic that I am laughing at all of those especially at all those crap you told me. After coming to terms with the fact that all of them were simply empty words, everything else that came from you looks empty now.

Honestly, I am laughing at all of those that had happened thus far. The fact that you spoke so much of crap and I was entertaining all of it. As much as I am laughing at you, I am also laughing at myself. For losing my identity, for giving in so much to you and most importantly to listening to all those crap that you said. Now when I look back at it, I just ask myself " Oh my god, did you actually listen to all of those? What exactly were you thinking and did your brain go to sleep while all of these were happening?"

I dont know man. Maybe it is all about the rationality bit. Oh wells, everything happens for a reason doesn't it?

But isn't it ironic that I am laughing at all of those when it was also me who was crying because of all these stuff?

Have I moved on?