Being a melancholy is sometimes sucks. I love everyone but sometimes i hate them. I think that they're care while actually they're not. I want this, but they don't I want this thing to go this way, but they don't. They're nice but sometimes they're not. They're fun but sometimes they dissapoint me. I can't be mad, though. All i can do is just shut my mouth up. Do they realize the dissimilar? I guess you know the answer. I'm not craving for attention. I'm craving for caring each other. Because this life is not only about you, its also about whose around you. Take me home. I miss my family. I miss you.
Half spoon of salt is enough, not too little yet not too much.