this is the third time I'm erasing everything and reposting again.
and I still dont know what am I typing exactly.
sometimes false illusions are there for us to have something to believe in.
but then again, it's false.
so when we realise it's all false.
the same old dreadful feeling comes back.
sorry, really dont know what I'm typing.
holidays make me realise who I really am,
what I exactly am deep down inside,
that I'm actually bloody insecure,
just covering by a facade most of the time.
lolol.
this is really weird but.
barbie girl's song is really sick.
dont ever, ever listen to it unless you're emo.