Friday, May 6

I build up and I crash down. I'm trying my hardest to forget. I'm turning off my phone. I don't have the mood for talking. I think too much or not at all. I'm in dilemma. It's strange that dates can pass by without me even noticing the number. I have a curse that's slowly ruining everything I ever touch. Everything that I really love.Will ruin. Well I'm not sure if you know it yet, but I slowly hate you. Piece by piece. I'm breaking into pieces, my dear. How could you not see that? Uhm. So many questions. So many answers. So many evidence. I could not bear to see anymore. It's impossible to describe the way in which in note of a girl who possibly have to stay down low when everyone have the uphill going on and I'm always stuck in downhill. I tried. Darling, I've tried. This... is not enough. I have to step away from this. I may seem happy but you don;t know the truth in me. I need time. My heart is literally broken as someone dear to me is..whateve. I'm falling apart and I can;t even do that right. I am so tensed. I am upset. I am..bro..ken. I can't even tell what happiness is felt anymore. For as long as I can recall, this wasnt an adventure that I was attend to do. And even the th warmth of my bed and the slowing of breath whispers

"run"