Iโve been having a recurring dream of wondering the desert in the middle of the night (I fear Iโve consumed too much lord Huron content) lately Iโve been feeling the need to run away and just disconnect myself from everyoneโs life in an effort to not be perceived because it
Gue orangnya sering sagapung, dan herannya Tuhan malah memfasilitasi gue dengan cara perempuan lebih banyak di banding laki2, ibarat kata gue lagi di bawah pinata & dapet banyak permen begitu pinatanya berhasil di ancurin. Di suruh puasin semua wanita pun gue yang mati duluan ๐
i miss a version of myself that i don't think ever existed. is that even possible? to mourn someone you thought you were? to look back and realize that at every age, every version of you that you believed yourself to be, was an illusion of your own creation?
I mean im used to no texting or having no friends or nice wishes or symbolic gifts. But now in my 30s it kinda hit me bad. Sorry just wanted to let it off my chest.