Pissed.

I think, I really pissed off with everything. I am not sure what I want and I just want to leave everything and went all over the world by myself. You are always taking things for granted. You always make me feel like a piece of old shit. I hate you for making me feel like this.

Doubt.

Sometimes I just doubt. Do I really have a friend called best friend? Do I really have that someone who will treat me the same like I would? Am I really your best friend? Are you really treating me like what I deserved to get? Did you?

I know.

Over.

I might be over thinking. But I think that what makes me stand on the ground and realize the right and wrong things. How can someone be special when the things that happen are too common to everybody? How can someone gets that attention of special moment and occasion if that occasion happens to everyone in the world. How can someone be reminded of something if that something actually happened to entire human being. No, it can't happen. And I officially can feel the pain. The pain of not becoming that special anymore. Being far from the country just make everything not that convincing anymore. What actually happened are not visible to my eyes and most people can say what they want and most of the time, I will believe without question. You sacrifice yourself to be with others after you do the same thing to me. Thus, is our moment still special for you? No. I already knew the answer. Thanks.

Fear.