I'm all crumbled up, been curling up in bed the entire afternoon. I found a new identity a while ago. This raw feeling is quite queer but empowering.

They say,

If you truly love someone, you will be strong for them when you're really falling apart.

That you shouldn't have to prove you love someone.

That it's more of a trust and communication thing.

That love isn't about doing great deeds.

It's about being open, reliable, honest, talking and sharing.

I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry for all the insecurities and unreasonable antics and everything. You are everything to me baby. I don't know how am I going to redeem myself this time.

I don't wanna be like this. I needa grow up.