oh, whatever.
I've just stopped believing long ago.



Friday, March 07, 2008
10:26 PM
we, human, are frail beings.


we cant survive as an individual and require continuous comfort frm another.


i, huipeng, am a frail creature.


i cant withstand any form of neglect. im weak.


and yt nobody seems to gif a damn.


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dere's no moment of rest. everyth seems to be a cycle. dere's no escape route at all.


in dat moment of desperation, i stumble.


i lost. in every sense of th word.


to wad might be the essence of life.


haish.


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so freaking stressed agn.


im so damn tired and drained.


and i didnt receive the consolations i expected to haf.


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im so gna get another earhole in the holidays. self-mutilation you might say. but it gives me a sense of high. wad i nid at tis point of tym.


im bad. i've never said im good.

&still trying to find a happy ending