well, i just hope whoever that's around me are happy.
instead of troubling all your chums, why not just keep it to yourself?

i'd rather hurt myself than to hurt someone.
i'd rather give up than give in.
i'd rather...
i don't know, so many of what i wanted to say last night aren't coming out tonight.
i really think some things are meant to be forgotten. it's fated.

someone asked me "what was it that finally made you get into a relationship?"
i don't have the answer. i honestly don't know why and what made me do it instead of shrugging it off and shutting it down.

things done backstage, the audiences don't see. if one performer made a ruckus and brought it on stage cus something happened backstage, the audiences will think that the performer is unreasonably irritating. so she shall remain nonchalant and through pretense, she will pull through.

if you hurt yourself enough, you will find that it isn't that painful after all.


anw, now about myself, i have a blue black mark on the back of my hand. WHY?!
cus i slammed the coin on my palm onto the back of my hand while flipping a coin a few times.
absurd really. how stupid can things get?! grrrr.


will update more about my life when i'm more comfortable playing the hurt girl who needs a shoulder to cry on. but until then, i'm still a man. :) lucky i have an inner male ego. thanks for giving me male ego, otherwise i would be such an annoying whiner!
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