i used to think that i'm strong not only physically but mentally. i thought i'm capable of being independent, solving problems on myself. but i was terribly wrong. i realised whenever something happens, i start to struggle so hard that i practically can't breath and i find myself panting. my heart seems too be screaming for oxygenated blood and my lugs begging for air. well... after the tears left, cheeks turn red and hands turn cold.
i find myself so fragile and vulnerable. no wonder i am always looking for the sense of security in both men and my Friends. there's nothing much i can do not to change anything. i should love myself more.
just when the cold and lonely Sunday night invaded my room a shine if light came from my phone =). it was LZ. told her abit about what happened and.....it felt better. i dont need solutions i just need someone to shut up and listen.
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