To tell or not.

I'm not like me recently. There's something in my mind that I really need it to fuck off.



Yeah, of course I know.

Yet day by day, I don't feel like sharing so. It's muthafucking tough to let others know how I feel inside. Sad case. I even wonder what's the point of sharing so. No idea if anyone is calling this shit as 'mature thinking'. Oh ha. So I'm now one step closer to what I wished for, LOL? I ain't unhappy. Trust meeeee. Just I'm still not accustomed to my so-called mature thinking. Sorry for the irritating post, peeps. Look, toldcha I'ma weirdo. I miss the old me. The girl who always likes to share her story with her friends during the class.. who always tells her siblings how she feels.. Eeks. Too bad. I can't grow that way. LOL :/

Oh well. It's time to sleep. Tomorrow 9 o'clock morning class. Nights world. Again.. I'm all right! Toodles :D