Wednesday, February 03, 2016

I officially pronounce my heart, dead.

21, was the most confusing yet happy day of my life. 

I was loved, complete and extremely happy for a long while. 

22, I learnt to find strength within myself and to stand up on my own two feet. 

I was strong, and happy, and my heart was full. 

I'm turning 23 in a few days' time and right now, I'm sitting at home, questioning my life choices and regretting a ton of things that happened. 

Please tell me this is just a phase, it's just quarter-life crisis, right?

1 comment:

Sunshine said...

It is dear. It is just to teach a lesson of life. A warm morning is waiting for you.