i'm sorry for moments where i'm unconciously (and conciously) being such a self-centered, complicated, unstable, moody, blunt, annoying, cold-hearted, bad person. truth is i'm still struggling to deal with my own mind and seeking peace out of it
just another random mirror selfie on my favorite place to hang out after school
when do you know very sure that you're in love; and how do you know that you actually love them, not with the idea of being with them?
as i am writing this, i'm beginning to think that everyone has their own special thing to share with their loved ones. i spend quite a lot of time to think about mine. some people i know would share their passwords, their deepest secrets, their songs, their favorite food's last bite, their dark past, or their weird intimate fantasies. i, on the other hand, think that the best/worse thing i could give to anyone i've fond of is.. space?
