Everytime I meet a person that amaze me so much, I will wonder if there's someone else who feels amaze at me the same way.
My God. I'm too busy worrying about how precious I am to people. I'm too busy handling my fears of not getting accepted. Do my appearance amaze people? Is there anyone ever existed who have been wishing to become like me?
Everytime I think I miss a memory with a person, I'd wonder if they feel the same.
I think too much. I take little things too deep.
"Just when you start getting used to something, it begins to change,"
Draft: 12/6/2016
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