Sometimes I tend to think about my past a lot. I mean everyone does, right? You start thinking about what you’ve been through with your life. Reminiscing everything. Then you start to regret. Asking yourself all this questions. Why did I do this and that? Why him? Why her? After that, you get sad and depress. You end up crying because you miss those days back then. Unfortunately, you can’t do anything and you can’t go back. Because all there’s left is nothing but memories.

And... happy 1st of June everybody :) x