Limits.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009 @ 3:55 AM
累积下来的烦恼,在忍无可忍的情况下爆炸
我像是气球般,好辛苦
It's 3.45 am, I've got no where to pour out but my space here.
Bear with me.
I'm afraid I can't take it much longer.
Even so, life still have to move on.
Even so, I still have to keep going on ):
I hate this. But I got to stay calm like how I always am, or shown.
No, never am I will reveal my weak expression, face to face.
I've got to be strong in order to survive.
I must follow my plan.
But it's so tiring to grow up so soon... ):
Today (or in fact yesterday) is such a bad day.
Please please, try harder to protect your good image?
I've been trying to keep the good impression and wanna
make that part of the memory lasting, don't ruin it.
Once ruined, the crack can never patch back. Never.
I don't want another part of me ruined.
Sigh, realised that in the end I always self-console after depression?
I wished I could be a little more selfish to myself though.