winaliy
i used to write things so very easy. its like the words just came out of nowhere and became something so beautifully written. now it is just me and no words to count. zero. i even forgot how it feel like to be someone who have passion on every single words that she met. pouring feelings into sentence and watch it come to life. words always and will always be the only the only things i am great at, for as long as i remember. cause i already am not great with number. now it seems like im not good at both—words or number.