Since when I started to create my blog, I forgot.

What is the main purpose of this blog,I forgot.

Go through the writing of mine.

Memories and stories.

There is something being left out, but I couldn't figure it out.

Reading and reading.

Smiling and smiling.

Sometimes it just a word that prove my grown up.

Sometimes it just a phrase that prove my immature.

Sometimes it just a sentence that prove my life is real.

I am not a illusion, at least I think I'm real.

The tears, the laugh and the love.

Proven the existence of me.

How long can this blog being maintain?

Will I get bored one day to continue with this diary?

The future is so unpredictable.

Yet I am addicted to the future.

I'm so in love with my blog.

Just because it has all the memories that I lost.

Lost lost lost....