A piece of emo-ness.

I've been broken like a piece of vase thrown outside by a wicked witch.
I've shed tears as if I won't get dehydrated.
I've been reading a happy ending story but always end up crying under my pillow.
--Emo ba ko?

Whatevs. I've been to the worst part of my entire life. Making myself believe that everything will be okay. That everything was meant that way and I am going to make it because I am strong, stronger than Hercules. I don't know why can't I accept things. I want to get numb. Just this time.

Kids are lucky, all they do is play. They are not capable of making huge decisions and just to realized that it's the worst decision ever. They never regret on stuffs. When they're sad and hurt all they need is a toy to divert their sadness. As for us, do we also have toys to divert our attention? arrhGg

I'm talking shiii. Sorryness to everyone.