sometimes, all i need is a little bit of warmness from the people around me, to show that i'm not alone by myself, and that people actually still care about me. the insecureness is always around me. i don't know why.
dream. funny thing about dream is, sometimes it makes me feel so real that im starting to doubt whether the real world is my dream or the dream is my real world. At every point I'll ask myself, "is this real?". what if it isn't?
