I'm a big fat liar with big fat jealousy.
Everytime I tried to make things right,something else went wrong.
Everytime I started to feel Ok about my life then someone jump in and turn it into hell hole.
The question never stopped.
I always wonder why it all happen to me.
There are at least a billion people out there, the people who did not understand how much I had given away or how many time I torture my mind for not try harder, for the problem to come. Then why it always me?
Not that I didnt think of everybody else. I know there are many like me and I am just a selfish freak who did nothing but sitting here and complain about how hard life is.
Always look back to see how beautiful the past was.
Always regret for things in the past.
Being a realistic and a daydreamer at the same time.
Smile outside and scream inside
And it never stop.
I changed my mind. Stupid first journal.
(say it and still post it in, liar)