who knew things could turn out to be like tht.
who cares about the celebration.
everything ruined it.
all because of me.

anyway it wasn't a good day to start off with, and im kind of getting used to all these shit in my life.

like what grace said, one step at a time.


and im kind of afraid that i really can't take it one day, and i won't know what i will do.

same old same old: i dunno why you need to feel jealous, i should be the one to, you know.

i wish i can tell you all these, but what's the point.

it will just worsen things.