14.6.15

I still cannot forget how I was awaken in the morning and forget everything, except the one who made it and two friends who love me much. I even almost forget who's my parents and who I am..

It's awful how I remember nothing and do silly and scariest thing. All I remember then is the old me who looks so faraway from who I am now. The old me is very dilligent, smart, adorable, supel, and the right-now-me is sceptical, full of afraidness, and brave enough to hurt people.

Everyday I think about my life, this world, love, and God. I won't embrace myself now or push myself to hard for being the old me. I think happiness is a thing matters now. People could be everything they want, hurts me or love me. Someone could be so kind today, mean tomorrow, and sorry after disasters. 

I wanna be a good person. Or maybe a good lady someday (eventough now I don't feel feminine at all, seems I think too much as a man. But I believe being beautiful is everything). I wanna treat and love each people good, care, smart, beautiful, and wise. I make people happy without forgetting my own happiness.