There’s something about letting myself feel vulnerable and transparent here in this blog that just, idk, calms me? Maybe because i know no one cares to read my blog so I can casually write and tell my stories to the world w/o being scared of getting judge or get my words taken out of context. Theres too much spotlight and attention given on twitter and instagram in which i think, are the reason why i rarely open it nowdays. But blog is where people forgot the existence of it so it’s more private and intimate. In which, I think is nice. I have always been a fan of keeping my actual life private cause I dont like drama.

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