Saturday, April 18, 2009

It's hard to move on, but I have to.

Protecting, the harsh way.
And keep in inside forever.

I'm like carrying a heavy load, it's pressing me down really hard that I can barely breathe. Everything seems so blur and dark. I feel completely numb like I'm a corpse that came alive.

I'm gonna try watch a comedy. I hope it doesn't end tragically. xx

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