life.

well, today. this evening such a disturbance to my head and life. i hate how people had to make joke about my  possession and interests and likes. i mean, so what i'm a big fan of one direction and i cried over them. it means i'm dedicated. just because they don't know i exist, they still love me as a fan. i will always support them. 

to the people who made fun of me, please. atleast just respect. i'm a kid for god's sake. i have feelings, it hurts when you made fun of what i idolize. when you made fun of me like that, its like telling me i should not be this way. if i can't be that way, then who should i be?

 i love One Direction to death, even they don't know me. it hurts enough to realized that i will never meet them, it hurts more when you made fun of what i dream about. i really wish that you read this to really know how i feel when you made fun of me. 

it's not wrong to like, to have interest, to fangirl over something. it's not wrong to be have a big possession on them. that is me, myself. and you couldn't change it. 

as strong as this post sounds, i'm not strong enough. 

there's a sour pain on my left hand. if you see it, it's a little bruised and red strikes. sorry i cut myself again. you made me do it.

sorry for being sensitive