Bonjour dead blog! I just have a sudden urge to write my feelings out just because it's suffocating me, so here I am trying to find the right words to convey how I feel. Hmm, where do I begin... I'm scared. Yes. I'm scared of people and their judgements, leaving me just because they see the bad side of me. Backstabbing me because they found my weakest point. Condemning me just because I made a mistake in the past. You know what they say, "your worst enemy is your closest friend." What if I open up and suddenly things just fall apart just because my bad side gets exposed? But everyday I just wish people would accept me... just for being me. I don't want people to remember me for my mistakes, my past, my bad side. But why do I think the worst of me? I always have this thinking that people will never accept me for my wrongdoings in my past... or maybe it's true? How I miss the old me, innocent and free. Not all this, fake and worthless... Sigh.

I'm not worth it, am I?