euphoria?
i'm addicted to music. and to cooking. and to living in iba. and to roadtrips and to not worrying about the way i look and to math homework (yup i like math) and to not having so much workload and reading inspiring stories that make me feel happy about the way i am, and finally learning to live right without needing the assurance of someone telling you that you look okay, that you're smart, because you know that it doesn't really matter anyway, and i'm addicted to feeling love's aura (God, family sometimes, and friends) without needing someone else to always be there, feeling content of the way i am even if i hate the way i look (yeah i oftentimes do) and the way i don't really know who i am? i'm addicted to falling stars (translation: memories [remember first year's lesson on that book]) to the world in my head, to pictures which always remind me of time machines and stopping time.. and to good friends, however limited they are in the world.. i wish i could feel like this forever. it's the bomb!! hahahahahahahah, anak ng terorista.