Somehow I'm a little tired of English writing now.
What a loser give up so easy.
Let me pretend to be a brave girl once more.
Well, I have to confess. I almost killed myself that night.
I knew I shan't have thought that much, but I just couldn't get rid of those thoughts. Pressures from outside world and my inner world overwhelmed me. And you wasn't there. No response, not even a word. I cried and screamed and yelled and tortured any object infront of me. Then the strong emotion ceased. My flesh exhausted and bruises everywhere in my heart. Staring at the stranger in the mirror, I smashed the girl. Idiot. Ridiculous. Who do you think you can rely on when in need? No one. There is only despair willing to hug you. Those intimates are nothing more than the audience. Drown. Pain makes me feel alive. Does it matter to anyone? It is only my own matter. Why bother others?
Today is a good day but for some reason I feel there is something else out there.
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