y

"i am not good with ppl"
"i feel socially awkward"
"i dont want ppl i know to read dbs"
she muttered.

but i could tell
she wants to be good
she likes em to read her blog
she wants everything to run smoothly

it's just a matter of trust
bcs she's hard to trust some ppl
so do not trust her
bcs she doesnt trust herself either,
her soul is a dark cloud waiting for the sun to shine her way.
she is too reliable that she wouldnt be able to survive any longer.

why life is so beautiful yet so complicated?