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.