No one cares to text. Sad. Life. #emot (Taken with instagram)
For those who don’t know me well… If you really get to know me, you’ll sometimes feel that I’m very immature. Not literary but, sometimes, I act weird when someone is biding goodbye. I’m not referring to serious relationships only but to anyone especially, my friends. I remember before when I was in college, I was called to be as a “drama queen”. I was being over protective, possessive and insensitive. But from that being criticized I learned a lot seriously, and had surrendered hundreds of tears.
Now that I’m totally accepting whatever changes in my world, I become stronger by letting my emotions go with the flow of life. But I’m not saying that I’m that very invulnerable. There are times that if I can still do and love it, and I still linger to it no matter what. In short, I fight for it first but if I can’t, then I’ll stop and realize that it’s to live with it. Well, I’m obviously talking generally because I don’t want to be specific right now.
