crab.

It wasnt excitement or happiness or eagerness or whateverness, it was fear that I felt. A fear, and a hole that has been dug at the center of my heart. But, at least I found my soft spot in that house, which is my room, its pinky2 btw, haha. And that i wished somebody was there since yesterday thruout this whole crap.

And that, i tend to see that as I grow older, the less patient i am, like trust me, very the very not patient. I used to be very understanding and patient, now I just lost that part of me. Maybe because I just simply grew fond of being that way or I just got used to the way people treated me that way hence I got that habit now. greatttt. just greaatt.