Writing for me is always a way to let go of everything I cannot let go verbally and this blog has become my online diary where I write everything out.
And it is rather funny how my own blog makes me so sad and nostalgic sometimes. Looking at all my posts here always brings back a lot of memories I had created in the past 5 years or so. I remember every story behind each post; some I'd love to recall and some I'd like to avoid.
And sometimes, this blog always remind me of my own past-self's pain and a complete reminder of how gullible and pathetic I was back then, a reminder of what I used to be, a reminder of who I was before and I hate it a lot. It makes me hate myself even more than I already do.
I started to think maybe it is time for me to move on from this blog. Make another one, create a whole new set of memories with some new characters and places. A whole memories starting from when I am 20, an official young adult and maybe later I can compare 2 different phases of my life; one when I was on my teenage year, and one when I was on my 20s. That way, I don't have to delete this blog because I don't think I have enough power to delete this 5 years old bloggie, there's way too much memories in it.
I don't know. It seems like a good idea for now but I know I won't be able to abandon this blog completely so maybe I will still write on this blog once in a while or maybe everyday, too, I have no idea but I will try to write on different platforms.
For now, I am more active on my Tumblr and Twitter. Also, I just recently made a Medium account. I don't know, I'm trying everything out.
Until then,
Goodbye.
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