There's always complexity in simplicity. I seem to always be finding trouble for myself. I have no idea if it's good or bad. Perhaps there's just impending doom to come?
The stress is on.
I don't want to put in much effort on stuff that seems unclear to me. Don't...
Almost everything is a blur to me. Okay. Maybe not a blur. Remember whenever there's expectation there's disappointment? I think I'm on that track. A rightfully wrong track. Hopefully I can gear back to where I was before. Maybe being ignorant will lose some fun along the way, or perhaps, perhaps, it'll just do me fine.
Perhaps I'll just be fine alone at this point in time, that's when I'm stressed. Or perhaps the irony of it all...I just need attention. Sorry, but I need it my way, this time.
love, cy
ME ;
CHONG
English major
Indefinable
ADORES ;
whoever & whatever that
loves to stickwitME;
for GOOD reasons only. ((:
WISHES ;
(: lesser pimples!
(: give more time for good reads
