THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT HER
You don’t need to ask to me. Who is she? She is me. I am not a kind person. I don’t have much money. I don’t have a beautiful face. I don’t have a handsome boyfriend. I don’t have smart brain. Honestly, sometimes it makes me like a bad one. Even, Sometimes it is so difficult for me to accept my situation. I want to do this, but I can’t. I want to do that, but I can’t. I am the introvert one. And I am proud of it. Damn. It is so difficult for me to explain about my problem, even to my parents. In my mind, this is my problem. Not your own. Nobody can understand me, except myself. I am perfectionist. I hate treachery, very much. I can accept if you lie to me. But, not for treachery. It is so difficult for me to give apologize for someone who cheated on me. And, I think, that is my problem. One day, I sat alone at my room. I looked outside from my window. Oh my God. In fact, From this window I can see everything what I want to see, wha...