Time to move on.

Slowly, steadily, im letting you go.. Starting to realize how much I’ve gained and how much I’ve lost, only tells me that it’s time to move on. Bad habits die hard, characters can hardly change or even never.. Third consecutive year, some things never change. Maybe I’m never meant to be nice, people will never appreciate nor understand where im coming from anyway.. I really did try and never stopped but we’re not going anywhere at all.. Maybe we’re just never meant for each another.. Oh well..

Inside me..

Sometimes i wish so hard just to live being baby-ed by that only one though at times i can appear stronger than anyone would believe..

**snoozes with my plushies**