So idk if i had said about this. But this fucking day will never go away from my mind. And its really fucking eat me inside. I was strong, forgetful but once it comes back, everything collapsed.
I love to feel loves, to be loved and whatever that make myself happy but one day i might hate it. One day i would have said "fuck all this boys and love life, im fucking done with it" or i might could be the heartbreaker, the player and someday i would die got stab at the chest.
Who might knows what comes next? Who would be there just to save me? But, the important question is- do i want to be saved?
More i said about this, i cannot feel my heart. Perhaps my heart is being less functional? A heartless? Do I need to be saved? Whos gonna pull my hand? Will I stick to the plan of saving myself?
And, idk ive been ridiculous for something. I got envy for people that take away my best friends, by that like hey you shouldnt be close to him/her bcs they are mine you fucking bitch. Idk dude fucking weird me.
As usual, once i feel like i dont belong there i will back off the tracks. And no one will miss me, obviously. Who fucking care if im vanished you son of a bitch
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