Sunday, 25 October 2009
06:16:56 PM (GMT)
I'm in one of my moods again.
One where nothing's good.
And the colour's gone.
Problem is, the one with the paintbrush and all the colours has disappeared, and been
replaced by something that I find quite nasty.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Nothing's making me happy.
If anything it's making me feel worse.
I was crying just there for like, the 7th time this week?
Before it was really rare to see me cry.
Before, NOTHING could get the tears coming.
My friends provide a temporary relief, but at the end of the day, I'm just going to
be back home. Sitting alone. Wishing to myself. Wishing I didn't make my life so
It's all my fault.
And I can't change what I've done.
I'm crying again.
I'm such a baby.
Sorry for bringing more drama to kupika.
Please don't comment if we've never talked.
Unless you have something important to say.
I highly doubt that.
Last edited: 25 October 2009
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