I never tried to be perfect. I accept myself the way I am, infact i like who I became. I feel pain no doubt, I cry. But i make sure that i won’t cry for the same thing twice. I remove person, feelings, every emotions that i felt before. I loose words, I become speechless. I change paths. I can’t tolerate mess around me and the one who makes me feel insane. People change, time runs I do whatever it takes to make me feel “myself again” I do that.