So pretty isn't it?
So sick of life, everytime when I thought things are getting back in track, then boomz. Shits happen again.
So, How am I suppose to stay bulletproof when it's not bullet that shoots me but bombs instead.
I feel that there ain't much space for me to breathe. Slow it down, if not I wish to get off this world.
So much problems and troubles. And majority of it is cause by my fucking own thinking and my father.
Seriously tired of all this, this is never-ending. I thought of making myself drunk dead in the world of alcohol...
But if I do that it would make me look like an idiot only, and doesn't help much instead adding oil to the fire.
After partying for weeks...I think I need to stop running away from all the shits, and time to face it all.
Arena, you can do it. Stay cool, stay strong. And smile...
Luvs.
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Withlotsoflove,
I speak L♥VE @ 11:10 PM