haha i feel so useless. so un-brave.

anyway, im tagging at 1.25 am in the morning. really got nothing to do. slept in the afternoon. now im still relatively wide awake.
milk tea.


i feel like im in a tide. being swept so furiously up and down the coastline, by magnetic people who are opposites. but im not really getting anywhere, yet i feel like its taking so much effort just to stay in that swirling stagnant place. its a disturbing awful feeling, when i look at it from the lighthouse. but im still so happily ignorant.

i think the only way that im going to get out is by having someone almost like me to drift into me and slowly but firmly pull me out of the riptide.

now that somebody's gonna change the topic. again. wrenching my guts out without even realising. but i still cant fit in his scratched up facade.

its 1.40.