Hai. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
Kept falling for the wrong kind of people... Love, is lethal.
Fuck it, just want to numb it, but i can't. It's just too deep. Fuck it, fuck it.

After four years of 'decency', i decide that there's no harm in letting out the vulgarities anymore. Ha, who am i trying to kid?? I'm not that demure, good-natured people bursting out of BP; I'm just 'misplaced'.
Actually, i've thought about the things i wish to do after my Os. And the first thing on the list is definitely to get out of this social mess. I'm in a total mess seriously.
I don't even know why, OH WHY, i'm making myself feel so miserable.

Gahh.
"Start with the end in mind." Guess what? The 'end' in my case is to get my ass off this place.