never felt so rotten before, i guess. walked around the park for an hour, mum got pissed and thought i went missing. (i iwish i can go missing and jst disappear from here) life is at a down part of the circle, but i have yet to see any sign of the upper part of the circle. facade are so fake. so so so fake. and so easy to fake. no one sees what i'm behind the facade of happiness. and no one will, until i'm ready to talk about it. everything seems negative to me now. i need to pick myself up.


(i will be strong)