it's funny when i think about it. i kept meeting people who treated me like loving me was a burden. different people, same behavior such as lying, leaving, hurting, apologizing, repeating
so, thanks for wasting my time, for playing with my feelings, and for making me cry over people who really weren’t worth ruining my mental health for. looking back now, im actually embarrassed i ever begged for the bare minimum from people who couldn’t even offer honesty
now i finally found someone who doesn’t make love feel like a competition between peace and pain. someone who doesn’t disappear when things get hard. crazy, right? bare minimum things felt impossible before because i was surrounded by people who only knew how to take, not love.
back then, i used to blame myself for everything. i thought maybe i was too emotional, too caring, too easy to stay because i always forgave people who never deserved another chance
it's not my fault for loving people too much. the ones i love are the ones at fault, because they become selfish knowing how deeply i love them, to the point that they become too comfortable hurting me.
in another life gue lah anak FK yang berangkat kuliah naik hrv sand khaki, nenteng ipad atau macbook, papa mama dokter spesialis, lulus langsung nempatin ke rs swasta punya orang tua, tiap liburan keluarga ke eropa dengan sorotan Instagram full bendera
Kalo gw diposisi daehoon bakalan gw tutup akses anak2 sama ibu nya walaupun itu ibu kandung sendiri yap!. Yang bener aja mereka ngelakuin pergaulan begitu di depan anak2 secara ga langsung