I never lie about things that have been happening to me.
Since a particular period, I've been feeling weirded out by myself. Like, I don't know me at all.
It's quite an irony, that how much I've changed since the last December. From fake groups, fake conversations, fake laughs and backbiting about people.
All just because of what? I needed to fit into that social standard of living. I couldn’t find out why or how am I.
However, I still haven’t figured the answer out to questions. But I will, soon.
I’ve been working hard to just get friends, who make me feel comfortable. I’m successful in that part, but I need to work on this innocent mind of mine.
That can only advise no other, but can’t imply them to me. It’s quite bizarre, isn’t it?
Something people should know about me, is just I’m frankly very emotional. Also quite sensitive, I get hurt by a lot of things that you might just take as a joke. But it hurts bad, to be honest. And again, I pretend pretty well that I don't care at all.
REMI.
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