I am amazed by life and its mysteries.
Where do people get their courage from to do things
that they really wanted to do?
I guess I am a perfectionist after all.
I have never wanted to try, I have never wanted to finish up what I started. I have the tendency to run away from it. From anything that I am not brave enough to face it. I am this one girl with a lot to learn and achieve but is a coward. I am not a realist. I can't expect anybody to pull me down from the clouds, can I?
I mean, you know when life is a bit messy and you start to slack? That is when problems start to arise.
I am exactly in that position.
I slack.
♥4:00 AM