there will be really some day that i will just burst out in my tears. and i would just do it.

having a really bad day. taking me down. even biting straw is an offence on a platform. even getting a comfortable spot to stand on a train seemed to be a bargain for people. every single thing i do seemed to be so wrong so worse. and i might tumble any time. im facing stress. anybody can define that?

i do not need any shoulder to lean on. and i do not want any.

how long can i stay that strong. i do not want anybody to think that im diluted. another words, weak.

im too fed up with people. there are so many things in my mind which accumulates until i probably can't take it anymore. i shall stay strong.

AND suicidal is not a way to work out problems. dumb ass people out there. wake up. you are such a sucker. dont be selfish and think of your love ones. face your problem and who knows you might enjoy in your late life. cry now and smile later. thats why your definition of god created you. you are beared with perfect body. how about physically disabled people are still trying so hard to survive and you on the other end taking pills to drown yourself? think about it.



and i found that im wearing mask all the time. i mean ALL. i really hate it.





pills to cure me. and i found you. :))