what. ever.

i was writing so enthusiastically in a car on our way to somewhere i can't remember. and she asked me what i was writing. i closed my jurnal drastically, quite shocked.
"sarah kau macam budak-budak deep tulis puisi dalam kereta kan?" she laughed. "just look at your twitter duh." she practically shot me without warning. i cringed a bit.
and they laughed.

is it weird to write anywhere whenever you want without being disturbed?

no

on this platform, trying to release everything that has been going inside my head today. i always find myself being okay with everything and...