second.

since I'm not sleeping then I'm writing the second post. everything seems not connected but i somehow connect them together.

second, i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.


totally relevant. everyone is so like that.

• the moment the thumb press on send and you know you'll regret. messages that always kept in draft. i don't even dare. better shut my phone and sleep. i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.
• those freaking peeking isn't helping, go hug him/her. oh no, it hurts. the tiny things that seem so big. oh no, it hurts again. uhm. actually. uhm. just let it go if u're not allowed to hold. i mean, no point right? seriously. i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.
• the very first time idgaf on that moment. but why am i rewinding what you said repeatedly after that? no, i really dgaf. it's so... ... momentous that i don't feel a thing inside but shocked. expected though. still, this is momentous! what?! no no no no. definitely not that sort of stuff. you need to think thoroughly. you still care, at least. i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.
• i'm blurting out almost everything about me but i know nothing about you. but it's not about how much you share right? then what it is about? i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.
• actually... who would help? i won't want to tell anyway.

ending A:  i'm okay really, i'm forgetful and i don't like memorising stuffs. especially sadly sad stuffs. it happens then i emo, emo finish, i smile and carry on. the most important thing: LET ME EMO.

ending B: i'll always be at the same place if you someday, somehow, look back.







updated:
oh shit i ter-read something and almost cry. my heart, physically hurts. of course, it do hurts from the inside. shit shit shit. i don't know, i'm so confused but please don't help me.