Sometimes I feel like I wear a mask. To the world. I guess very few people actually know the real me. Or maybe, I guess nobody at all.
Do you know…
I was once called by my teacher a prodigy.
I think the greatest thing in life is to love and be loved in return.
I appreciate kindness from people who expect nothing for it.
I think that nowadays, its really hard to trust people.
Music is the thing I’ve always loved. Not the club ones, the classic ones.
The reason why money is important to me is not because of the things it can buy, but money can buy freedom, freedom for me to do the things I truly enjoy.
I hate being looked down upon by others, and being appreciated is the most important thing to me.
I’ve always felt appreciated by him.
Even though its been more than a year, I still miss him very much.
Money is not as important to me as love, friendship, purpose, and character.
I loved the feeling when he held me. It felt like I was escaping from the world.
I don’t know who I can be totally honest with anymore.
Except one, my good friend. But she may not be able to help.
I like to see others happy.
I care too much about what others think of me.
My true love should be somebody who will always be there when I need him.
Who knows all these about me? I really wonder.