I took an hour reading all my posts from the very beginning Louis bro created this blog to me. And I still have yet to thank him enough for making this blog space set available for me to cyber-express my angst/sorrows/complaints. But also, it's also a place where I share my joy with everyone. (the everyone can refer to only me because i believe no one else reads this space except for ... i dont know which creature.. but yea, other than that no one gives a fuck about my life) All these 200 posts were tragically written by yours truly, and I swear I can't stop cursing at how immatured I am. Out of these 200 posts, only a handful are really happy ones because I've no where to vent my anger, only here. Prolly my only solace. However, I really feel like deleting everything because I want to start afresh. I'm at the brink of giving everything up, but not so soon. I'll just make my move if time wasn't in jeopardy. I must be a joke to everyone for broadcasting how annoying/irritating and self-contradictory person I am. I can't see what's good about myself because I feel I'm not good enough for anyone. My bf, friends, family.. whoever else. But sometimes I come to realise that I've done so much but recieved nothing in return. I choose to shut up because in life, nothing's fair. What you give, is always not what you get. I'm really tired of facing through these changes because every individual is different. I really can't keep up with these changes, it's a little to much for me. I don't understand a lot of things, but honestly, do anyone give a single fuck about me? No. So, now the cache is,

Should I live up with these changes, or just give up because if everything's gonna change eventually, subsequently.