Diary of the Homeless Astronaut

we thought we could be.

leave if you want to go.

and in that moment forward, I never found a single thing that makes me happier.

"Don't worry, you're fine. Get it out of your head. It's nothing. Stop thinking too much and enjoy life while it lasts." - Justin Case (you're feeling a lot inside lately)

Justin Case (you missed it)

"We rarely talk anymore. But that wasn't the problem. I'm okay to less talk; the obligation to speak or type whatever's in my head tires most of my brain regions. The problem is I get this feeling that you are slowly drifting away, not because our poles are the same, but because you are being attracted by an outer force that is much stronger than I am. And with that, there's nonthing more I can do – there's nothing left for me to do. A spark is called a spark for one reason: it does not last. It should either ignite into a flame, or die into thin air. Soon we might stop talking for good. And it scares me. A lot. But I'd get by. Or maybe not."

some people get mad in two ways: loudly, which demands the explanation of the other and involves pain; and silently.

You don't have to lose yourself in search for someone, or leave yourself to chase someone. Always keep yourself to yourself and never let anyone take it from you.

Hopefully, one day. 🙃