Not really have the best intention or even the need to write, but why not?
I’m tired of baas’s definition of insanity, the one that I was practicing, I guess it’s tile to move on and try something new, just because why not?
Sometimes we think it’s a good idea mix things… but there are things that simply can’t be mixed, like water and oil.
One day water wanted to be mixed with oil so much, he liked oil… but fate and some other human named laws of science say they cannot be mixed, simple as that.
Heart shaped box, where I treasured and harvested all my insecurities from my past relations…