I'm slowly letting things unravel, rather than chasing after it.
The thing is, I had a million words to say.
I am like Alice, and this rite of passage has been my twisted kind of Wonderland.
I could write about blue skies, getting palpitations when drinking coffee, or even gushing over Korean stars, but I couldn't.
Storms, chaos, abyss That was what I thought when you asked me what my thoughts are. Maybe the eye of the storm Is deeply concealed through the endless clutter Even if I tried my best to get it in order. — © 2017
What comes around, goes around. — Hello everyone! It's me again *laughs* I apologize if I haven't written something new today since I'm still in the process of taking out negativities in work/studies. But yeah, I can't fathom how some people could turn tables on unsuspecting people. Am pretty much annoyed but I'll let professionalism [...]
I was watching the rain outside when I keep on reminding myself that everything is not the same Saturday that I'd come to use to. It was on a Saturday that I chose to become a couch potato, that I enjoyed lazy mornings and late-night movie marathons. That I didn't mind skipping meals because sleep [...]