I write something if I feel that's necessary, and actually I hate updating this blog, because it means that I'm losing control over my life.
Have you ever felt so lost that you started to woke up in the middle of the night and feeling guilty with no reason? That's me, I found myself on the edge of my bed every night, wondering about something I don't understand, feel damn sad and angry. I don't feel like me, I meet stranger when I look into the mirror, and I feel less happy than I used to be. And guys, you know what, it's all because a girl.
My god, your friend here, he's in love. Deeply in love.
But he's confused, it's been an eternity of happy loneliness for him over this years and he had no idea what to do next. Is she love me too? What should I do now? Am I bothering her if I showed too many affections toward her? So many questions in his head, and yet he remain silent, motionless, too afraid to do something, too afraid to lose her, too afraid of rejection.
He's afraid, I'm afraid. Help.
Happy day with my lone wolf companion.
