When i look me in the mirror, i see a sad, bitter face. Funny how one's mood/life changes in a split second.

I don't know how i should react to all of these. Usually after a good night's sleep, things appear to be much simpler. Despite so, i found myself refusing to wake up. There's so much pressure on me to be something i've been, when it's simpler when i myself want to be me. Being me, when faced with pressure. I chose to run.

A thought sudden came to me, and why i've fallen for him, years ago, and never looked back. He made me feel like me. And that's what love is supposed to be. Loving someone just because she is herself. If everyone found a somebody that love themselves for who they were, i don't think there will be any conflict, because you already have accepted them for who they were. You never fail to make my heart race.

When will i find my someone who feels the same way?
They don't really know the real me, i don't, too.


而沉默常常被误解成畏缩。