Ah, I am really not fine. Been quite melancholic recently, of course I'd know the reason why, but I prefer not to realise what the reason might be. But I am fine actually, it's just the sudden whirl of darkness overwhelming me at certain instances. Hahah it is very weird. It's like many dark dark clouds which are gonna burst into rain any time ): ____________________________________
Sometimes street lights aren't only for lighting up the way.
They assure you that you're not alone in the lonely night.
And they're always there.
It's very sad. I don't feel the warmth anymore. But I'm quite clear that I'm just smearing my own layer of oil over myself. It has always been there, just that I'm cooped in my own world. Then I can't see it.
Nothing in particular, really.
And I'm dreaming, really.
Ask me out! Or I'll rot & think till I faint.