so here i am: sitting alone in the corner of a cafe at 12 am in Surabaya. its burning outside.... and i dont even know how i ended up here.
its strange how i always, unintentionally, looking for any spare time to be alone. no worries, no pressure, just me and my thoughts about everything that happened so fast in my surroundings.
earlier this week there’s something that bothers me. i started to think about everything that im doing right now. did i really want to do it all? did i do all that just for the sake of everyone else’s and not mine?
i wish i could just fly to Paris right now and living a totally different life.
ugh my grammar sucks but i dont care
this adulting page is so confusing, isnt it?
