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i should be doing my retail project now, i should be. but i cant continue now, somehow.
i really detest the thg in me called, curiousity. why in the world did i click onto it. why why?
it made me so miserable to even read the first and of all times, my curosity had to come in
and play a part, to make me read on. Now im on the verge of breaking down already.
i deserve it, dnt i. trying to find out sth that was nt supposed to be known, i deserve all that
melancholy that i feel now. but i dont know why im feeling this way, it shouldnt have affected
me, but it did, deeply. perhaps i was just trying to compress all that feelings, so hard that i needed
a breakaway like that. i guess i have never gotten over it, never, not a bit.
and i wondered, what is it that make you had the capability to do that. 2 minds, you know.
maybe it was never on your mind, but it constantly is on ours, no matter how hard we try to hide it.
its getting harder, each time when i thought i suceeded, but i never did.
tell me how, tell me how.
its is killin me, seriously. it sucks max.
