Stranded in the middle of nowhere; desperate and broken.

If I could ever go back and change one thing about my life, I'd like to go back to when I was 2years old, the time when I had Lymphoma. I shouldn't have survived, it should just kill me back then. I just feel that it'd have been better that way, really.

Don't ask me what's wrong, when you can never make it right because even I, myself, don't even know when did my life gone wrong.

I'm really tired, of living.

Even if you know all these are just excuses, accept it when I said it's so.

I grew up, I learnt, I loved.

Many people mentioned that I seem really happy with the current. Like alot happier as compared to the ex and they are all happy for me that it turned out this way. In fact, I'm happy beyond words too.




I was once very happy being with you too, that's all you have to know and I've to remember.

For this moment, I wish for nothing more but just for you to be here with me for me to depend on. My world is collapsing and I'm struggling hard to keep myself sane from in this wickedly crazy world.