A week had already passed and again i found myselft had done some stupid shit....... adrenaline drove me mad and controlled me like a clown doing hilarious dance toward the empty audience..... Yet I'm still getting addicted to these glamor ....so silly but I can't refuse.... However I start to know there are something wrong and irrational....the passion itself is a disaster...fierce, dangerous, powerful and full of confusion....How about just dropping all these stuff behind and calm my little girl down....What I want is only a joyful mind in peace.... that's all
He quoted a phrase: You don't have to look beautiful to be attractive ( something like that ), but the biggest problem is , I don't even eager to be adorable to others and I just wanna be accepted by my own, which just reveals how paphetic and awkward I am NOW....for the last 3 years I have not turn myself into someone I wanted to be or at least, not that hateful.... It is definitely a failure and the shit just goes around comes around I am always that f**kn coward trying to run away from what I should turn my face to....hollyshit.... Be brave girl if u really want to be there....