The fear and the courage. Where's the end? Nobody knows. No, not that I don't know how to prioritize, I just don't want to.
So ironic. I spilled everything out when I was supposed to walk away. Great. Huge dilemma.
Life... What's the exact definition for it? Probably I think too much, probably I'm being pessimistic, probably everything's gonna be so fine. And I really wish that's the case.
I don't wanna explain, but I'm so afraid....