The border between love and hate is truly just a thin line. Especially for a kid having trouble with making up her mind like me.
Years passing by and I still found myself doing this. Gosh. Perhaps, I couldn’t love myself enough to give out a total 100 percent of hatre towards people and put all the blame on them. I’m naturally unselfish that it hurts me to stop caring about whoever that once touched my heart.
Nevermind. Since this is the case, I guess I’ll have to live with it.
Hey I know we used to hate each other but you know.
That one moment when you hugged me, your warmth was so real I wanna cry.
Happy another 18th birthday, girl.