Think.
Think about it. Think, if you have ever achieved one. Think, if those resolutions are just from those 5 years you went through. Or just keep on getting the list longer and nothing ever crossed since you don't remember when.
And I. I have never plan of anything on the very first day of new years, since SPM. I am that kind of person that fail to plan. I have plans too. I plan based on what and when I feel I want to. Dates don't bother me, not a chance. I'm free to do anything. We are free to do anything. Why we have to follow others? One of my friends once said, only the dead fish go down follow the stream.
Excuse me that will not absolutely turning you into one of those hipsters.
I'm just another broken pieces. I'm getting old. I'm happy, sometimes I am just tearing apart I don't know why.
Lorde's voices expanding through the room, rhythmic words that lack of my attentions.
I want to go out and walk around the city with my ear plugged in and free from thoughts of being afraid because our country is not a safe place anymore yet today is public holiday. People are everywhere. And I don't really like that. It's kinda a bad idea.
I scrolled through facebook. Yesterday was someone's birthday. I don't wanna celebrate my birthday. If someone ever think of it, please don't make it so obvious that I refuse to leave my room. Please make me happiest not just in pictures when the time comes.
I want my morning back. I want morning that doesn't end. I want to sleep through the day and wake up only when its morning.
I'm writing this according to voices in my head, which I really want to escape from. Thanks a lot, head.