I Miss You
I think I have something worth writing for tonight. I feel like I want to write this pain away into some kind of lame art of writing that I am born with. This thought has been bugging me for the past couple of months on how I feel like I hate myself so dearly that it made me realized that I actually misses the old me. I desperately want her back but I do not know how. I am going to write random thoughts on that in here. Pardon my writing as I am undeniably so bad but the efforts count, right? Here it goes... I miss myself. I miss the girl that used to know what she wants in her life. The girl that was so selfish in reaching her goals cus she was so sure that she can go through it all with no hesitation. That girl used to hold the hopes of every single person that loves her and believes in her. She is carrying the heaviest burden on her bare shoulders just so everyone would be so proud of her. Everyone looked up on her cus seems like she got everything perfectly fine. She seemed perfe...