fucked up.

I wrote something, something I choose to save as draft.
*sighs*


I am not sad, seriously.
I am just not happy.
I am angry, very angry.


but how am I suppose to blame anyone?

It is my fault.
I feel so miserable, right now.
(here she goes again, getting all emo, as always...)


I guess I'll just keep it to myself.
it's not like anybody really cared.



goodbye.