toxic trait: not feeling any sense of accomplishment after achieving something, just a mild sense of relief that it's done.

if someone's excited about something and you make them feel stupid for being excited about it, you're the worst fuck ass type of person to exist and I hold zero respect for you.

"some people never go crazy. what truly horrible lives they must lead."
- charles bukowski

I used to watch four movies and finish a whole series in a day, what happened to me.

soft hearted with anger issues? yes. un fucking fortunately, yes.

hoodie season's close twin, it's all good.

red

life so confusing recently, I don't even know if I'm sad, happy, stressed or numb anymore.

how unfair. they push you to your limits, provoke you until you're hurt and angry, and the moment you finally react, they act like you're the problem. suddenly, you're the toxic one. you're the overreacting one. but when they do something wrong, it's always excused. you're not allowed to become upset. your emotions are constantly invalidated, and somehow you're always the one left questioning yourself as if feeling deeply is a crime.

actually I have a lot to say lately, but never mind.

I can do both. being mature and immature, being introverted and extroverted, being anxious and nonchalant, being confident and insecure. it wholeheartedly depends on my mood, the situation and the people.

listening to the same song over and over again because I feel every single word of its lyrics deep in my skin and bones.

sometimes I feel selfish that I find so much comfort in my solitude, cause I can go days without talking to those closest to me and not miss them but crave even more distance instead.

some people refer to rain as "bad weather," and you still care about what people say?

before you argue with someone, you have to ask yourself "is this person mentally mature enough to grasp the concept of a different perspective?" cause if not, there is no point in that argument.

trends pass, converses are forever.

me isn't me'ing like I used to me, and what's worse is I don't even me like I used to imagine I would me in the future.

At 1:46 a.m. on September 23rd 2024, Daniel
Ricciardo exited the F1 paddock for what everybody believes is the last time as an F1 driver.

I love my country, but in no circumstances I see a future here.

me happily bringing my winter clothes out. cause even though it's still too early, I felt a cold breeze today so hell yeah!