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01 A.M.
in this particular midnight, the silence becomes ridiculous that i can almost hear my heartbeat, my fear, and -unquestionably- voices in my head.

but i always love this midnight moment; the deafening silence, the feeling of being alone, the thoughts of unspoken words, dreams, hopes, prayers.

and the best part of the midnight is when i whisper something……… no one is listening.

this is a moment when i can talk to myself.
quietly and peacefully.

oh, and speaking of which, i felt that nowadays my personal bubble was -somehow- getting bigger, but then a group of annoying bestfriends *chuckles* interfered that bubble and it splatted!!!! hah!

i’m an island of myself. yes i am.
too bad it was made for two…. or three… or in my case, SIX! hahaha…

sometimes we DO need to be interfered.
we made barriers to push other people away, but the truth is :
instead, it pulls yourself in.

Goodnight, annoying bestfriends..
i love you guys so damn much.