It fucking hurts, living in this world. Wowow, don't make this sounds like a suicidal post man. Hahaha, but really, I always thought the world, at least in my part of world that I'm living, would be better without me. I am better off. I want to be alone. (:

But, why, why are some parts of me wants someone to be there for me, could cope with my darkness all the time, would hug me and say everything is alright, would comfort me every single time I need and not tired and giving up on me. I mean, yeah I am fucking selfish, I know that. Leaving me alone, it's like telling me you're tired of us, and yeah, we wouldn't even last long. Well, okay then.

Tell me the magic word, and you'll have your freedom, I promise you that.