frank.

i find it really hard to say it, out for fear of the hurt it might cause. But i guess it's better to be frank. i finally said it. At least, i'm clear of myself now. i spent some time thinking about everything, i guess i found my answer.


it's always painful. Like a blade slitting the arm. slowly.

leave a scar. keep the memories, and learn from the experience.
i guess it's still me. there's really nothing wrong in you. or i cant even bring myself to blame u for anything.

"Just when you think things can't get any worse, they do. I've learned that life is like hour glass sand. Sooner or later, everything hits rock bottom, but all you have to do is be patient and wait for something to turn everything back around."