i'm not scare of flying too high,
even though i may not make it to the sky
(and it's not the 1st time i fail after I try),
the point is, the process is all that makes me alive
when i was 'bout to leave and put things aside, i looked n just felt that i'm willing to take this f-cking uncertain journey to care for you and to be with you, just that. i don't mind being recklessly stupid. i just want to f-cking love some1.
for ppl who care 'bout my stuffs, somehow i got attached. and i'm glad.