sunday

what the fuck is hormone again?

just want to tear everything apart. just...

s t o p questioning me every fucking stuff all i'll seriously kill u.

i don't know why but emotions are so difficult to control.

s t o p judging even if you know me very oh-so-fucking-well.

w h y.

just need space, before i really vent out all my anger in real life.


you know when existence is greater than any other things else?

and it's really hard for me to find someone who i willing to confide in.

bc bitches judge easily idgi.



all because i lost all my data which is a big cause to my anger now.
can't proceed with the things i was doing.

losing that part and it's imperfect and how to heal

then i procrastinate.

有时候就是那么放不开。