Le Pensees ini punya aku, milik aku,

siapa orang lain untuk mengulas dan membahas apa yang aku tulis perkara yang tak pernah mampu aku ungkap dengan lisan?

Why must I bother to clarify or to prove that things really have been shit and people should understand because the truth is, the only person that has got my back and actually cares all these times is only Wazeef? Say whatever the fuck you want but you don’t get to tell me otherwise.

You know, every single time I want to write of what weighs me, a voice of how everyone deals with shit hence my pain doesnt matter will pop up in my head and I exaggerate not that it happens every single time. And I’m not blaming the same face that flashes back in my mind every single time it happens cause I honestly feel like this is the doing of no one but my own fear but still, that person is partly responsible and no one gets to tell me otherwise.

People probably go “you tweet too much” but little did they know, that’s literally the closest I get to being/engaging in a community as the only person I talk to in college is literally just Wazeef.