it's not like you're freaking scared for ghost to pass by. not not. not when you're worried about life more than you could ever think of ghost. i don't know why but when it comes to midnight, i can be supersensitive. i see things and put lots on emotions on it. i view things seriously. even status on facebook could annoy me much. i'm judging people sometimes on their words. sometimes. that happens only at midnight. you know when you're worried about your future, afterlife, thinking about possible reasons why people hate you, even on how to put on effort to help people. heish. maturity isn't what i talk about. almost reaching it. almost. but not now. i'm stuck between my adolescence craves and a lady's need.
enjoying fish & chips with wintermelon milk tea. walking by cuba street and adoring live performances. buying groceries, getting receipts and still smiling. how i wish life would be that simple.
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