when you can be you.
a mask-free me, with present fragility written all over.
is that sinful? intolerable mistake?
or does that just make me a real human with flaws and lil strengths here & there?
don’t read me if you dont want to…
don’t bother analyzing me when you think less of me.
for i aint no fairy tales princess with sedated, robotic scenarios and full time optimism.
i am REAL. i am bitter sweet.
and currently, yes, im having many bitter moments but i don’t mind that. just don’t attack and expect more of me.
for i myself do not even expect more of me.
i could/would only strive to be the best of me. and sometimes i could be the best of me. and at certain mellow period, i can’t.
thats the ugly truth. and i’m not one to deny incoming, overwhelming emotions.
Head. away.
No biggie.
=)
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