yes, i'm not perfect. are you happy now?

people change. i know. but i don't know that it would happen this fast.

so fast that made me

disoriented, where am i? specifically, who am i?

i dreamed too much. i expect too much.

now here i am, left.

i'm here, in the

corner watching everything goes by.

don't you realize i'm

watching? i know what happen.

people dream to be an 'insta-star' cause it would gave you the 'insta-fame' and 'insta-high social class' right? and you'll be so famous, people cares, people are always behind your back (whatever it really means-_-) and those 'reputation' thingy. it's like, instant fabulousity, isn't it?

but, i don't know bout you.

i hate to have this cheesy feeling but, gosh.

have you ever hear the word "pretending"?

well i have, and i do it. like for 3 years.

my friends told me to let this go. i know i've tried. but don't you realize? i'm still holding on to it. at least until now. i hope i could let this go, easy-peasy.

i thought i was right.

and i hope you'll be happy now.

and so, i'll find my own way to be happy :)

mutualism pretty much?