48 hours ago, I was on my way here. Now, I am here. I know that I want to start complaining again. Life is fine. Life is beautiful. But I don't feel ok and everything is just so ugly. You know you can make it better. You chose to not doing it. You stick to your thought and I am feeling jealous. I am jealous that I am no way to beat the idea that you stick to. I know I have to lower down my demand. I know that I would make myself feel better. But for now, I am feeling so hard to fight against my own desire.
poem like sentences! it is hard to fight against our own desire! hhmmm, i agree.ReplyDelete
Agree that too. Whatever it is, sis. Let's give yourself a chance.ReplyDelete
Sis: Yeah, giving a chance ning heuy ban feeling so hard now T_TReplyDelete
Everything is not as your thought. You feel you can't beat ur desire, but actually, u unknowingly already receive it.ReplyDelete