I suddenly became fascinated with the idea of a girl holding loads of balloons..I feel like my thoughts are the balloons and I am the girl...
on the other I feel like the 2nd year high-school me is the heart-shaped balloon,I'm so there to let it go..yet,there's a yet.I'm still learning to get used of how we are now.How I am NOW.
I find hard to let go of my thoughts,so colorful...so deserving to be here,to be encoded and to be viewed by the world..
freedom,YES.I'm giving myself and my a words a freedom.
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