The place where I belong to.
Where? I'm miraculously turning 31 this year. I thought I would get over this kinda stuff, but I guess, I am not. Ever. There is something that even me, myself, do not understand. WHAT AM I ACTUALLY? Have I achieved everything at all? What do I really want? There was a time, that I was so sure that happiness is already mine. But right now? I am not. And, what is worst is, I don't even actually deserve to mention it. I'm actually a very.......jerk. I don't really do anything in my life that I deserve anything close to happiness. Blaming my past old life? Until when? Most people have moved on. So, who even care. Or I really should have been vanished. Or I am just badly 'wounded' by these people's word. 1) We won't really feel your lost since you don't really spend/do much things with us. 2) You only appear when there's something you need. Which is physically, true. Action-wise I mean. I can't blame this people anyw