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Eye the rain as it falls in your hands
Will there be another storm?
Friday, July 8, 2011 @ 11:00 PM
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I've been worn out lately, pretty much worn out.
I had my O Level Chinese oral today.
It was screwed, so did my mood.

I don't know what the hell am I thinking.
The think I know now is that I am tired.
I feel like I am nothing.
Everything is screwing me up lately, I am such a useless tool.
I am at my limit and I AM TIRED.
Physically and mentally tired.
I pushing myself to be someone I...I can't be...

Sometimes, I am out words to explain my thoughts.
Frantically, I am digging out words for people to feel the way I felt.
But they never did.
I am breathless.
I hate myself.
BECAUSE I BLOODY FUCKING CAN'T THINK A WAY OUT OF THE CRAP I AM IN.
I never thought I did be so weak at dealing with pressure.

I thought I did the spend the whole of tonight crying in bed.
I can't take it anymore.

I...I've liking this girl so long...
I FEEL SO FUCKING USELESS, I WISH I DARE TO KILL MYSELF NOW.
FUCK MAN, FUCK. FUCK THIS FEELING
I won't be left with anything at the end anyway, nothing will left for me.
I feel like cutting and scream it out, I can't take it anymore.
I shouldn't have fall for her, I shouldn't.
It fucks me alright now.
I hate myself, I want to die.
No one understands, I am tired.
I couldn't think of a way of having my tears now marked up here.
Everything is fucking me up.
Studies and her...making me feel so useless.

People can laugh at me, but no one knows what I capable of doing for her.
I want to protect her.
I did try have her laughing at me, and cry.
Honestly speaking, I never felt so worn out.
I feel like dying.
Tears can't be marked up here, but this feeling is terrible.
I am a useless and hopeless dying soul.

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