I'm living this semester the way I envisioned myself to.
its too early to say since only 1 day has past, but i've stopped myself from falling into the same traps and routines.
But occasionally,
I think about the highlights of last semester.
The glorious moments.
The smile that radiates from my heart.
The people who make me feel like I am truly who I am - embracing my personality.
I forget, those inglorious moments I killed my own dignity and pride.
I let them pass, like an empty bottle heading out to sea.
.
and I wonder, when will I receive the email that reminds me of your existence?
you make me so much more curious.
Did weed kill you?
