angry, depressed, tired, humiliated, FROM ANOTHER PLANET.
either ways, i don't know how i feel. or what to feel, rather.
i just grew tired on sorting my feelings that i don't even know what's true anymore.
i love how simple things go. i love it when the rain falls. :)
i love how the sun shines. i love how Shakespeare lived up to
our literature class. :) i love how petite things amuse me.
i love how i lived up to the middle, and be
who
i want
to be. :D