Afternoon of a Gloomy Friday…
I tried, I tried to prove that I am not that useless person, but somehow I failed. But the most funnies thing is no one tell me I am failed them or something.
It is just me and my overeacted personality and my deepest anxiety. This holly lockdown causes so many problem related to mentally illness. That’s why I need to do something, to write something, to create something for my own.
A public place to write my secret thoughts. I’ve always love the idea of keeping my personal stuff at the most public place, I somehow believe public can help me hiding my story aways from the others.
