i wish i was that someone. so many people surrounding IT when IT is feeling down. just to know that someone cared. all the sweet words they gave IT. so much sympathy. just TOO much. it gets sickening. IT may feel like nobody cares but really people do. i dont care about what the world thinks cause i dont think people read this fked up blog. i wish to delete this stupid blog. there's no reason for having this around. just letting my heart write those painful moments in words. what's the bloody point?


i missed those days when every one was equal. nothing in between anyone. those "FRIENDS FIRST". now it's a whole new story. a slit wrist situation. clenched fist moments. teary eyed days. those feelings of emptyness. where are you friends? who to pour my heart to when i have a story and DYING to tell it? who to give the key to my heart where all those secrets lay untouched? who should i trust? who would be there?


- let fate decide where we go from here, it may be a dead end for me.