Winter, turn away, melt away from me

Hey

You know how people think they know you, but they really don't know the half of it, your story I mean?
It's the same with believing you know someone, only to realise it was all just a picture your mind made up for you. Maybe it's easier that way, subduing possible pain that reality could cause you?
Who knows, I'll just try to keep my eyes a little bit more open from now on, to be on the safe side you know.


Btw, I'll start making logs about initimate parts of my life that makes me me, like what I prefer to do a rainy day, my favourite color or anything else that revolves around my life. I hope you'll like it!