i guess this is where a new chapter begins.
life is hard, oh well, it was never easy. i've done horrible stuff, i've ditched my bestest friends in bad times. i've been a saint, i've been an angel to so many people, forgiving them time and again, even when they've betrayed me countless times. and yet, i'm still me.
imperfect, little me. i lose my temper when people around me are rude. particularly, when people are rude to the people i love. i've been through life.
i've had perfect snapshots, and heartbreaks too. i've never ever regretted this life. its perfect in its imperfections.
its just me.