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"wrecked in all aspects"

i'm just so tired.
i really, really mean tired.
i'm feeling tired and wrecked.




emotionally.
mentally.
physically.



my body temperature is rising again; even higher right now. and yep, there's nobody to care for me. i'm sick of shouldering the burden at home. it sure feels like it. it really does.

i'm sick of being lost by a loved. iun want her to get hurt. don't ask me why i'm so noble. she's done countless of EVIL [and i really, really mean evil] things to me. iun hate her. and yet iun love her either. i just don't want her to get hurt.

there's so many things that i have to do.. just to barely survive in life.


it pains my heart to know there are many who don't appreciate what they have in life. in fact, i'm beginning to hate myself too. but then again.. what is there to appreciate..? iun appreciate as there is nothing to appreciate. =/


i'm either going to brave through this alone, or i'm giving up. words of advise have always told me that i'm halfway through.. i'm halfway through.. but the words are wearing out.. and i just feel very alone right now.

it's like, i've reached a point where nobody would understand. nobody at all. i'm sorry if i revert to my old ways again. i truly am. i'd just like to remind everybody that everybody, young or old, has a limit to what they can tolerate. i've hit that limit too many a time. and right now, as i type this with feelings of loneliness and insecurity, iun think i will be able to brave through the obstacles again.


it was probably the broken promise that made me break down. somebody selfish ruined a life. or rather, two selfish people ruined my life. would you rather be selfish, or noble...? while i've chosen the latter, she chose to be selfish... and i've forced him to be selfish.

either way..
i'd like to end it all.
love, to me, is nothing.


until i meet the right guy again.. i'll be single. just because you love me it doesn't mean that i feel the same way about you. please understand that. then again, i doubt i'd ever meet the "right guy". iun believe in those kind of shits any longer.


there's dance tomorrow.
i hope i don't faint.


goodbye.

p/s: syamil, impossible is nothing.