As I grow older, I realized it's easier to admit the things I'm scared to face when I was a bit younger... Like how I care about someone.. So just ask me. And I won't deny it.

Everyone treats me extra special. That's how it has always been. So treat me in a totally different way, so I would know.

The one who falls in love, loses.

I don't know why i believe such thing.

My life is a freakin' mess.

I'm not a stalker nor a hopelessly in love girl who would throw her whole life just waiting for that one day in the universe where you'd finally acknowledge my existence. I have my own life, I follow my own dreams, I focus on the things that matter to me and none of these goals in my life is directed to you. But when i really think of what I really want, of who I really want to be with in the end, I still have not erased that possibility of fate giving me a chance to be that girl you'd been longing for.