It's not me not yet . When I started to care than dismiss
it's not me . The real me does not wait because it always prioritize itself in a selfish way. I watched dramas, movies, and reads books and seen their characters curved like porcelain, into perfection and thought they were all hypocrite but then the one that flawed I hate the most cause it relate to mine and I do not know how to accept. It okay it's not me yet. When you asked me about my favorite things, the one that excites me , my favorite book, movie , a person or thing any of two . I do not know because it is a dismissive topic to hear. It's not me yet and it's okay. When I don't get disappointed in one thing is that a bad things does that mean I'm doing all the bear minimum, or I'm doing better because I learn to accept that way. All the things that driven my mind to go havoc I dismiss .
