Sometimes I wonder...

if people talk bad about me behind my back. Or if I am too insignificant that no one even remembers me. To be quite honest, I'd rather be insignificant than being talked about.

Thank you friend

Getting a compliment for my hair is such a rare occasion, but this friend has given me plenty of it and it makes me happy every time.

I used to be....

likable. I don't know what happened.

WAILT

I've always felt like I'm a lousy friend, somehow. But I never want to admit it or think about it too much. I don't think it's on purpose but unconsciously I somehow did. Something happened that made me realise that but I can never be too sure about it. It's just my assumption but somehow it doesn't feel wrong to assume. Am I thinking about it way too much? Idk

I wonder...

Is it possible to bring this blog back to life? Not that it had any to begin with.

Let's just try shall we?