ridiculous.
Now you play nice to me.
Get lost.
a whole family prey on others.
Who should I blame in this fucking universe.
Yes, it's me. myself
weak. easy to control. and a loser.
this year is terrible. a real hell.
open with an ironic and failed suicide
end with a recognition of my weakness. finally
Now, it's X'mas. But what's the point?
a new year, a new beginning?
I am losing feelings. I am losing energy. I am losing everything once I'm proud of.
Jesus, Christ.
My life is getting worse and I am going to save it.
From now, my X'mas wish.
a routing life. a simple belief that my life is getting better.
Amara, I will come back for you. I will make everything perfect again.
That's all.
Merry bloody Christmas.