there's a time when I was screwed up. when I was walking into the crowd and suddenly hate everyone. when I wasn't give a fuck of every speeches people spelled. when tears has lost its boundaries.
Current moods were changing as quick as the ocean's wave. Embarassing how a seventeen year old move its maturity backward.. Or, maybe it's the part of maturity? Well, I never know 'till I lap on few years after.. This adolescence stage still unfinished. With a heavy complicacy, this life goes on. I'm pursuing myself so I could step as fast as the universe blows. I'm in the middle of making some efforts; talk less, say more; whine less, breathe more; hear less, listen more; see less, discover more..