♥ Keep holding on..
I detest
me feeling this way.
me.
superficial me.
it is not you
it is me.
so clique but true.
I once thought I knew what I want.
That what I want isn't what the world wants.
I am wrong.
I want much more.
It terrifies me.
I admire
Admire those who dare to admit
admit what I am masking.
I want to be a girl who feeds on morning dew and sleep in a fluffy white bed.
I am sorry.
I know these aren't the words that you want to hear.
But it is the words that is most true to my heart.
and is the fairest to you.
I am such a messed up ball.
Full of unraveling colors and threads
pushing on till it aren't even a ball anymore
just random threads
pretty so not
complete so not
tears save not

..to which had been flying away.
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