I’m weird like that.

I take pictures of sky as if it was going to disappear tomorrow.

I name my plants the most random names that comes to my mind. (Sorry my babies🙈)

I get attached too easily and then cry buckets when it’s gone.

I remember conversations from years ago, yet somehow I’m still capable of entering a room and forgetting why I entered in the first place.

I’m just weird like that.

I re read old messages.

I run ( literally) when the voices in my head gets too loud.

I find comfort on the terrace.

I stare at the moon as if it owes me an answer.

Yes, maybe I’m weird like that.

Perhaps one day I’ll find people who like my weirdness and never ask me to shrink it🍀

People who don’t make me feel like my emotions are too deep or my inner child is something to be ashamed of.

( And to that lovely friends in my life, you guys mean more to me than you’ll ever know. I love you all♥️.. you know who you are💗)