A Place to Tell.

stories to share.

at 1:56 AM

One heart alone is not enough to hold up and keep too many things.

I name everything as problem recently. I see problems, I think them as a problems, as a part of my burdens. They bother so much that I dream of them in my sleep every night.

It's so hard to express. Somehow, this is the only place where I can throw my feelings and inner thoughts that no one ever understand.

But why am I here now, no idea how to put them in words?

Sigh.

All this while, I've been trying so hard to stay strong. Sometimes even prefer to be silent, because I only want to share happiness with others, not to give worries.

At the end of the day, I guess I'm the one who is pretending.

I'm tired, so tired. :')

Currently nineteen. Still figuring out about life, still have phobia on snakes. Favourite quotes: 'Dare to dream big, work them out by Z-A.' Know me better through my personal space here. :)