Play this song before you read, help feel my sadness, help me feel.
I used to tell my blog everything. My blog used to be my listener. I used to talk to my blog. My blog listens and is always there for me.
It was bad, it was bad talking to a blog. Hence, I stop talking to it. I can't talk to it now even though I really feel like. I forget how to express my feelings to it.
I learnt to keep things low because I treasure you. I see keeping it low as not putting my relationship in jeopardy. Not a picture of you, not that I'm not proud of having you. It's that I'm afraid of someone stealing you away from me.
What's inside of me? "I was arrogant that I thought I was kind anf nice , now I look in the mirror, I feel so ugly."
I don't know what I'm saying, I don't know what to say. I feel so... petty.