actually dont feel like blogging.
i am feeling sick and sad.
i just dont want to talk about it.
i just feel like i wanna run to fantasyland.
killing butterfly.
and flying high.
i feel lika a slave at home.
dealing with parents and irritating maniac at home.
having to go for tution, doing chores, siblings and education.
i dont want to go school tomorrow neither do i want to stay at home.
i feel like i want to run away from home BUT i still have to get back to reality.
i want to kill myself.
i dont care where i go after life.
hell? heaven?
i dont care.
where i live now its just like a living hell.
i could feel the heartache.
my pillow is wet due to my tears rolling down my cheeks now.
i cant help myself from crying.
i feel like:
- killing myself
- running away from home
- a SWINE
i am sorry to all my friends [kira, felicia, brion, ara, avinash and many more].
i am sorry i am a JERK.
i am sorry to be related to you.
i would like to thank you for making me laugh.
i thank you for always coping with my 'ATTITUDE'.
now i just wanna be alone.
thinking?
i guess.
having a birthday drew by isnt making me happy just making me feel more of a snob.
i think i will just go.
nothing is going to be right.