I love being manipulated so much.
You root for abolishing Beauty Standard but you tell me how to dress.
No lie, I am more confident.
But not by throwing cruel words to me and closing my mouth with Gulit Tripping.
You are so much like the Goddess under the sea. Love you anyways.
Dear my sunflower,
I feel satisfied when you blame me for this relationship.
I started it.
I fell for it.
I want to be set free.
I don't want to breathe anymore.
I am so determined this time.
I want to go.
Please.
Have mer❌y.
The war has ended 3 days ago.
I am shattered by surprise.
Everything has fallen down.
I ruin it all ... again.
Today.
I wanna hold this moment tight.
I know it is going to end soon.
Let her go.
I don't wanna live anymore.
When the sun sets.
Everyone falls asleep.
AFTER 4 MONTHS....
The angel takes me to the sky,
I feel high.
The heaven welcomes me to sit by,
I feel pride.
Don't forget to fly.
Don't forget to be humble.
The higher you fly.
The harder you fall.
Gentle warning as you might not see this coming....
Be careful of anything.