Hello and hey marsupials.
I'm fucking sad at the moment.
I'm listening to emo songs, again.
That's one thing that made me feel better, at least.
And somehow, I tired to leave all other things that will consume me.
Dota, cigarettes, sleep, doing nothing, watching porns, sulking about what happened for a week.
Instead, I have other better things to do. I know that I could do better. I am better than this.
It's very hard.
I felt like screaming my lungs out. Hoping someone could hear me at the other side.
I just have to train myself to be stronger, I guess. That's the only chance I have.
I fucked it up all over again.
You used to make the light shine for me. The sun has left my sky.
You're giving up on me.
Maybe, partly, was due to my fault.
That I couldn't catch up.
That I'm being diffferent.
I'm not just an empty, empty with you.
You will never hear me say, neither hear my thousands confessions that you'll not find.
I will just be right here empyy with you.
I wish you happiness.
Go. You deserve better.
Goodluck and take care.