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There's always that one time when I got overly protective over my friends. I'll protect them from bullies, but then...
When in the mid of 9th grade, I got to taste the feeling of betrayal. It still haunts me every time I start getting closer to some people, pure disgust.
So I did what I do best, run away. I run away from that feeling. I chose the farthest high school away from familiar faces with an excuse that I didn't get into my dream school. I try to be distant, I keep myself away from the spotlight, my mouth only speaks sarcasm, and this act goes perfect until I finish high school though some people can tolerate my awful behaviour, and I salute u for that.
There's this little fire in me that wanna run away again. I can't sit down here where I know one day I'll meet 'them' again, so I chose another college farthest away from my hometown. I tried to be a whole new package of 'me' with more secrets.
I tried to be as social as possible, but here's the keyword, I tried, then I gave up, my 'introvert' self emerged, so I often lied to feed their curiosity.
But I don't know how and what the f went wrong when I started to spill my secrets unconsciously without a break, AND that where's all hell broke loose, thanks to my big mouth, so I JUST DO NOT WANT TO f care any more. I'll just let all of these pass. Because I'll start my whole life on another dimension again with numerous new people, so all of this nonsense is my lame excuse of why I so fucking hate it when someone enters my personal bubble.
That's it.
Thank you for reading my unnecessary rants.
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