11th 11 2010
On the way to a perfect wedding dress, I'm like a men sewing machine these days =.=''
Why does it have to be so hard? for me to change myself? Everyday I woke up, I see myself as nothing, nothing besides miserable...
two more weeks and I'm reaching 21, and yet it doesn't triumph me over with what I have now...
There's always some people, dragging me down, fuck me, am I always the one who getting drag down? or I'm the one that brings people down? I wish I were the last one, but I just letting someone manipulate over my god damn life.
