im not special; my studies were just a product of my anxiety, a reluctant response to the tricks my mind plays on me.
please don't hold me in such high regard; it saddens me to be seen so elevated when,
in truth, i am just another ordinary person.
this is specifically for you, aina: you're special too, in your own way.
YOU ARE READING
my unspoken sentiments
Randomthis isn't a diary; it's a collection of my unspoken thoughts, unsent tweets, unexpressed words, and unvoiced rants. documenting everything here so i can reflect on it later.
