I feel like him now.


There are things that are urgent on hand which I know that by no sleeping or by no eating, I got to get them done. Or risk causing everyone else to not sleep or not eat.

There are thoughts that I wish would go much further into the back of my head and won't bother me so much. I am bothered by how they bother me so much, those stinky, persistent mean thoughts.

I wish all of you well. I am not happy that it didn't quite work out the way I want it to. But I am glad it is working out the way you want them to, at the very least. I would say it is my personal defeat, thank God there is always next year, just that I won't have a motivation of being able to kill a kid.
Lays ah lays, you got to up your fighty spirito.

So I am a ball of blue,
until it's over.

*

thank you dear.
oh, our forbidden love.
i still love you,













LEE YT.

hehehehehehe, what were you thinking?