i really need to rant. so much is kept inside. just hope that i can take it. sometimes, i feel that dying is so much better. sigh. after what happened in the ward and the previous 'thing', i rather slit my forearms again than recalling what happened. my heart is still aching. its so hard to smile and mean it.

i've been forgetting some recent memory this few days. sigh. everyday, i'll be standing outside the house checking & rechecking if i left smtg. im tired. i have those thoughts again. i think i seriously need to talk to someone about this. maybe.. i wont. im so tired. i wished im dead.


im selfish and i am what i say i am.


anw, took pics few day(s) back (:

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he ate my heart, then he ate my brain ♥