It's a few minutes past 1.30 a.m. My hopes and dreams are all ending with a question mark. Can I really make it? Will I be able to make them all come true? Please ignore this post. I just need to pour things out 'cause lately things have been so wrong, and this is my escape. Blogging is another world I can be myself in. I'm getting tired day by day and maybe all I need is a little light to remind me that I can still make it, maybe to just remember what it felt to hope again. Or at least pull myself through. Or break down into pieces. Whichever might happen first :(

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