trixxiebon

I promised myself a lot of things. Some I forget, some I postponed, some I gave up on. I am born a pessimist. I don't get my hopes up high, I don't push myself either. When I get disappointed, I shrug and move on. Sometimes the disappointment builds up, I get anxiety attacks. The universe just wants me to fail. See? That's pessimism. I'm a cynic at best. I try but maybe not hard enough. I please other and not myself. When I give myself a break, I'm bound to break.