I wanted to be loved. I still want it.

Now that we are talking about me, let me tell you what kind of things that actually reside in my heart. It is not always about hatred, revenge, failure, selfishness, recklessness, and childishness, but it is also about love, dreams, honesty, kindness, and faithfulness.

I wanted to be loved. I still want it. Ever since I was a kid, things were just never right. There was not any love inside the family which turned me into such a cold queen whom everybody frightened of. I accepted the fact that I could be mean, sometimes. Unintentionally.

However, I could change. I am changing. I change, for the better. I am no longer that spoiled brat you have ever known anymore. Things change. Things have changed, so here I am, thinking maybe I could get the permission to start over again just to get things right.

Sincerely yours,

Senjakala.