no one will understand. no one.

my morale got stomp-on a million times.

i need more time to recover. but no one will give that chance or time.

no one bothers to take my hand and ask how am i feeling.

in this cruel world. there is no such thing as chance or time. there never will be. not even with people of your next of kin.

how sad right.

already told my friend before, this is a sad unforgiving world, dont understand why in the world are these even happening.

we were brought here to suffer. i said that when i was 6, i will say it again even if i'm 80.


I HATE MY LIFE.