I think you could fall in love with someone easily if you get to see the parts of them that other people don’t get to see.
There will be a day when you’ll meet someone special, who will accept and love you for who you are. They will know everything about you - the things you hate and the things you admire; including your coffee order.
They will fall in love; with no one else - just you.
12:24 a.m. // 12:31 a.m.
The world is beautiful at this time of night. Everything is quiet and still. Nothing feels real. There are stars above you, reminding you that even though there are thousands of them, forming into constellations - we are still incomplete.
The world is beautiful at this time of night, but there are only a few people who experience it.
Are you okay?
Sometimes I don’t feel like sharing, because people judge me from whatever that comes out of my mouth, including personal struggles. Most of my friends don’t understand my situation and it gets me thinking most of the time.
It’s not that I want them to know everything about me, I just want them to listen when I talk, because it’s highly unusual for me to talk about my life - because of a lot of things. I’m fucked up, damaged and emotionally drained.
When people ask me if I’m okay, I tend to lie, because I don’t want them to say that I’m sharing too much. They have already said it to me, quite a number of times actually - that I’m too open and I’m not guarded. I over-share. I have a big mouth.
For someone who has been through a lot, I always end up blaming myself. I can never really be okay, I guess.