I'm tired. So many things, so little time. So many friends, so many lies. Lonely and caged, silent and mute. Unwanted by wanted, Wanted by unwanted. Sad, Tired and disappointed but I have never given up on anyone. Never and never will. Each and everyone is still special and deserves to be. I just wished that.... and I don't want to talk about it.
It's 9.30 and I'm still at Ourspace. My shoulders are aching, my mum is upset and I am dead tired. Why oh why... persevere and push harder heather, you can do it.
Message of the day: If I die, Rai will sing xiao qing ge for me.