a spiteful me



it has come to me that whatever my brother told me 7-8 years ago , shaped me who i am today .

" Never share your problems to the whole world "

That quote , fucked me up badly to every level. Because as a 17 years old teenagers , I envy the people who can rant on twitter without feeling the anxiety of looking whiny . I want that, I want to /sometimes/ let go of what i had in mind. But that exact quote would constantly replay at the back of my mind. 

I think it also made me a person who shoves everything inside. I mean, at least to me its better. Because when i spill , it's like drunken thoughts and word vomit . It feels like getting back to the surface and take a breathe of fresh air after you've been underwater to let the thoughts out. But like all drunken words , you'll regret it afterwards. 

no matter how the outcomes will be. 
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fleurs