*Arnold-terminator-ish voice* 

I’ve been scrolling down to my past post. Oh God, how time flies.
Now I’m in my third year and life have been a bit gloomy for me since I feel like I’ve been living my life the wrong way.

and tumblr once again made me feel secure again because not many of my friends know my tumblr (and I wish they don’t even know Tumblr exist) because most of what I wrote here is personal- which I hope only strangers would ever read them without knowing who I was. Like enjoy the story without acknowledging about the author. 

Yes, another thing that crossed my mind is that, I want to start build up a story here. More like short novels. I know you, Tumblr-ians would suggest 
“Hey, why not wattpad?” Yeah, I’ve been thinking the same thing. But nevertheless, this tumblr meant so much to me that I hope in the future, there would be less repost and more original writings by me. Boy, I do enjoy writing. 

See you soon. 

I never could understand him. This relationship. The other day he would say he love me. And tomorrow he will say “lets be friend” What am I to him? A toy or something.