Today, I was able to look at myself in the mirror and make faces at myself.
I screamed on top of my lung in the car and I talked to myself for all I want.
I realized I am really not from this planet.
My comeback rate is too strong, even I am amazed.
As long as I stay in "NeverLand", I can be happy.
If there is really that one person who can stay by my side.
This person would have to bear the following:
The ability to withstand noise, immaturity, and my up-and-down emotional roller coaster.
I am too much of a drama queen.
Sorry, can't help it.
:P
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