How’s life? I wish you’re having a good day.
I wanna tell you a story why I found a dead end and thanks to its disaster. Not to forget mentioning the universe and its creator, but how should I do? I don’t remember having a blast day.
Today, I decide to not be anyone I want or need to. I just promise me to be a better me. The bitter, also better. And in my case, I think I have to move on from any internet social media babes. Bad for my life. Bad for my destructive daily consumption. I will close myself to anyone except those who appreciate me and how struggling I have with this life.
And its people. Will not be my priority. Anymore.
Everything is getting worse.
That’s the story. I hope I can find a new dead end.
Biasanya, saya menangis berjam-jam untuk kembali menjadi manusia yang waras. Malam ini, berbeda. Saya tidak bisa menangis. Mungkin, nanti akan berganti menjadi berhari-hari. Semoga tidak.
Seharusnya saya mendengarkan apa yang psikolog saya sarankan.
Saya tidak baik-baik saja. Selalu. Semoga (lagi) kamu tidak.
I should be somewhere now.
To heal myself from an open-wound.
Are you coming?