over the time, when you started running from everything and when you decided to come back. you would realise everything changed.
you couldnt express yourself because you dont do so.
it's just a mixture of feeling of which i cant make up of.i dont know if it was joy or sadness because i couldnt really differentiate between both right now.
that's what happen when you stored everything into a bottle. you cant really tell the difference.


i always expect others to meet my expectation. but why i never expect myself to meet their expectation?
i find myself become more and more demanding, more and more greedy. human greeds is like a blackhole, it aint gonna stop.


told to follow my heart, it told me that i shouldnt ask for too much in return.