I have now came to a realization. And I wonder why. Everything I wrote in here seems to be very gloomy, dark and sad. Does that actually reflects who I am in real life? Well I hope not. Let's just put it this way. I find pouring my hearts into words very comforting. Even it means very vague writings. Maybe I like being mysterious. Or maybe I couldn't find anyone to tell my most twisted feelings to. Or......
Maybe it's just me.
Anyhow.
I turned 20 recently. 20. That's a big number. At least for now it is. I remember going around my school looking up to 17-year-olds. Heck. I'm now 20 and I don't I even deserved to be looked up upon.
I don't know. I just couldn't figure things out. Some days you feel like you don't belong anywhere. You don't fit it. Heck i'm 20 and I still think I don't fit in? Some days feeling so much like a loser. Some days where I just don't care.
Probably just being too hard on myself.
Oh just for the record, I don't need your sympathy.
Whatever.
