Finally started reading "the life changing magic of tidying up" by Marie Kondo. It is very eye opening.

Almost a year later and my feelings for you haven't changed yet. I still fall for you everyday, even when you make me cry, even when you are not around, even when you don't call.

I hate being in awkward situations... funny cause today I was in the most awkward situation ever. And now I'm overthinking the whole situation.

Why do people talk to themselves right next to me? Do they think I'm some imaginary friend? I'm not your imaginary friend let alone your real one.