This entire weekend had been somekind of an emo-ish week for me. I feel like someone had punched out a hole in my chest. Feels like i'm drowned and sunked in this sorrow atmosphere. Even i'm not much of an emo kind of girl.
To be frank, i don't really know why this had to happened. There were no spesific reason, none. I wasn't even sad and i didn't even cry, not once. There was this time i had to sat inside my bathroom's toilet thinking what did i do wrong and what was wrong. I felt like something had gone terribly unright and there was a slight thought that said i had to fix this. But what is "this" thing that we were talking bout eh, thought? I'm guessing this was just a phase, time, or juncture of my solitary mind since i'm still walking myself to the next stage of life.
Life's been fast. Too fast, i didn't even have time to esteem. Change is inevitable, Sooner or later we will all grow up. We're all going to be a different person, different indivuals, and a different minds. Its our choices to pick. To fully grow up or just to grow up. Me, i'm not an adult yet, still a young adult, or what better word is a "kid".
For better or worse, i'm still a living human, a growing human. I might as well enjoy the littlest things i've taken for granted and apprehend that i'm lucky enough to be me.
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