so i didnt turn out the way you wanted me to be.
but even the master with the finest handicraft dont make the same pieces.
i am not him and will never be.
period.


you've dented my self worth for 17 years, not gonna let you do so anymore.
i wanted to let you know how proud you should be of me, but i realised you will never understand.


should have drank more shots just now so that i can just knock out on my bed tonight.



is it really that hard to let go and trust?