DEAR.....if you wonder why i cry on the waterbreak.
i was thinking....why i always think about dying...why should a 18 years old gal, with good friends and good family, with
ppl to love her and with ppl for her to love....yet.....the same feeling haunts her.......5 minutes ago, i pictured myself being slashed...it was not pain that i imagined, to be accurate, it was a little bit itchy when it cuts me, then the cold.....and my life draining out with the blood........and this process repeat adn repeat.......since when it keeps haunting me....that's why i cry for no reason....
and guess what, i missed the sun rise....
i ve been staring at the wrong direction all the time.