Maybe i should just create a blog where no one knows about it.
Not a badd idea ehhs?
How i wish i've an illness which i could die easily.
Then i think i will cherish my life.
The longer i'm on Earth, the more meaningless it become.
I'm tiredd of hiding everything to myself.
But there's no one i could talk to.
I don't even know which is the real me. =/
The one who's always smiling & playing around?
Or the one who's still living in the past?
Stop demanding things from me, i'm tiredd of doing what people wants.
Just leave me alone,
& let the penknife do the job. =)
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