to hormones:

stop messing around, I need to have logical reasons to cry, not merely on stupid little things like..fonts. 

I am talking to myself, in each moment I am worthy. 

But I need to take responsibility. 

I wish I have the guts to let go everything and wander to any part of the world. 

I wouldn't care about material thingies.

I am not attached to fancy things. 

but as a decent human..until now I can't just go