EndlessMemories;______________ An end of a memory is a beginning of another.

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' more clothes
' more bags
' more shoes
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Thursday, October 9, 2008

everything is fine now. it is the problem with me being to sensitive and think things too complicated.

everytime something bad happen, it is always my fault. that's what i feel. it seems like whatever things that ppl do and for the same thing i do, the outcome is different. if i did that, i will be my fault and they are not at fault. WTH. YOU know what i mean. i dunno why at this point of moment, i feel that my life is so fucked up for the whole 21 years. sick of life. i'm tired of living. i always wish that i'm better off dead. the best ending for everyone and myself. human live to suffer. i used to think that if i think more optimistic and be more happy and habour more hope in life, things will be better and life will be better. it seems like it's all bullshit.

OK! i dunno what am i talking about. i'm out of my mind. Ciao!

pen down at 10:26 PM