The Dear Diary.
Description
It unknowingly happened, Unexpectedly came and suddenly burst.
Foreword
Dear Diary.
I am now, working. Status? Still single, Minggling? Yes, Well, How would you expect me to do everything in a right way?
The answer would be a long story, But here I am writing again, as tunnel of excuses, pain, hurt and sufferings.
It was way too odd that I write this things here, with this kind of emotion, Yeah Maybe I am that super duper emotional person again.
But Please, Hear me out, I'm not playing now. I dont wanna play now, I wanted to change but i dont know where to start.
How would I? How should I?
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