People might think I am a busy chic. Working in the morning then since school is back, classes in afternoon till night. Heck, I am not. Maybe you are thinking working students are much occupied. Hell, I am not.
If you’ve been following me for so long or known me in real, you already know that I’m easily get attach with people whom I like to be with which is what I’m avoiding and trying to be not. The truth is, no matter how I try to be bitter, stoney heart – not to be attach easily -, I can’t simply help but really be in myself. The problem is, here I am again feeling a little bit attach and disappointment is right in front of me. I need and wanted to make myself even busy that you think I am now. I want things consume my time, my mind, my thought far away from someone. I don’t want this longing feeling I have cos it gently kills me.
I’m up to something, together with my friend which I hope can truly help me, help consume me. I don’t want to think about people who consume my thoughts yet doesn’t reciprocate. I don’t want to be hurt but I am hurt now.