I am not perfect. I do not have very fantastic curls nor a great body, but I always try to look my best. My self esteem is rather low but I always act like I am very confident. I do not have the best character but I always try to hold my anger. Anything that is bad I am trying to change. I am still not perfect and I will never be. It is tough to be at my best, but I never stop trying. I picked myself up and continue walking no matter how hard it is. But I realised, I am not as strong as what you and I thought I can be. Thus, please be gentle with me as I am as fragile as a glass. With a fall I may have a crack. Hard fall and I may shatter. Main thing is, with every fall I will never be the same again. Thus, please careful with your words and action. Cos I really have no idea how much more of these falls I can take from the people I trust. This society is so ugly that I do not know how to face it anymore. Or should I just say, I lost that courage to face it.
i miss you. i miss you so fucking bad that it hurts.