I woke up ytd to find myself in tears.
I miss those old good times.
But I know they will never be back again.
Never.
You left me an open wound.
You apply medicine on it.
When it's abt to heal, you tore it apart.
This time, the wound get worst.
Why do you have to do all that to me?
I really dun understand.
School's starting soon.
4 &1/2 months.
9am-5.30pm daily.
I'll need to face you.
Happy or not I dunno.
When I see him I felt......
I dunno.
A weird feeling.
I dunno how to describle.
Can someone hold my hand and lead me out of this darkness?
Or at least lent me a candle and a map?
Or show me the way out with a torchlight.
I'm so damn tired.
What if things are worst then what they are now?I'm so scared.