In my life, there is alot of time when I've think about my weirdness. Weirdness of my mind, the way I think, the act I do, or even my mask.. my cover. I've a lot of friends, I realize that, I can say my life is so colorful is because of their existing, but I don't really open myself... not because don't want actually, just because I know... they can't... not yet... to approve myself.
I can talk about one person, for example. I don't want to say the name, but I have think that she is the most best friend of me before, but not now, however I can realize that she is not really exciting to know about me... you can say that I'm too sensitive but I really can realize the feeling of someone... actually some one that near with me, and I realize that our relation is just on the cover, the face, the upside of water.
Today is the first time to me, to talk openly to someone... not to open actually hehe... but the most of my life... I can say about my weirdness... some of the many :p
Am I gladly about this? find someone can hear, share about my weirdnesses?
In fact, I'm not really glad. I don't know why...
Jumat, 18 Desember 2009
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