There is so many things on my mind. What I can do, do nothing.
I cried in bed for a few times few weeks ago. It was terrible.
I cried this morning when I woke up in bed. My pillow was wet.
The dream was horrible. Fucked.
I thinks that I am ugly. I am afraid of aging.
I cried once when I look at myself in the mirror.
My greatest and darkest fear is that I fear that I will go crazy. Its the truth.
Even though it is from a quiz result but I cannot deny it.
Friends around me are great. I love them.
Love the close ones more. I am afraid of losing them.
I am afraid when they are attach slowly, I am the only one left.
Nobody wants me.
I fear that I cannot excel in my academics.
I must do well. I want to have a good future.
Bitchyness. Himbotic. Sarcasm. Sensitive.
This is me? What is my flair?
Oh, I need a break.
I need a somebody. I want to be special in your eyes.
And I really want to be.
13 more days.
loves,
