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Friday, September 3, 2010 // 10:05 PM

Sometimes, I just wanna go. I just wanna forget every single thing that have happened. Good and bad. I've had enough. The strength to go on is not something I possess. Fatigue is not able to even express the tiredness of life that I'm experiencing. I just wanna let go of everything I'm holding on, because it means nothing now. Nothing at all. All that I've worked hard for, all that I use to have, all gone.

I used to have As, now I only have Bs and below. I used to be able to play the piano, not anymore. I used to not give up no matter what, but that strength is gone. I wanna sleep and never wake up, because maybe this is some kind of joke. I'm gonna die in my dream/nightmare then wake up tomorrow to reality that don't suck that much. I'm effing delusional. I'll send myself to IMH soon. I can't control myself. Sometimes I have the urge to jump on random people to hug them. I want to cry everything out, but the tears've run out. I stare at blank spaces, thinking of the reason for my existence. Then again, I should already be thankful. I shouldn't be where I am today. I use to be everybody's sun, but I guess I'm everyone's dark cloud now. Ooops, I've forgotten that I'm nothing to everyone. Aww. I just need a break. A real long one.

PS. Someone lend me your shoulder to lean on now. Give me a bear hug, because I need to cry in someone's arms right now.