So I was looking through the documents that I wrote for mid-sem essay...
and then I came across 'Green Apple'...
The first ever fanfic that I've read
back in 2008...or even earlier?
I can't remember, really.
But then, this nostalgia...
is driving me crazy.
I don't need things to get more complicated than they already are...
I just have to pull myself together and pull it through,
like what I did last sem...
But then, why am I feeling so helpless
It's not like I don't know what to do, or...
I don't wanna do it, perhaps?
Maybe it's simply laziness after all.
I don't even know now, I am so lost.
But then again, I always am.
Or almost always, anyway.
and every semester I just feel the same...
:'(
'When she was just a girl,
she expected the world'
Out of reach now, maybe?