dunno y, whenever i feel weak n nid courages sure wil come here...whenever i come here, means tat i hv reached my limitation to counsel myself...
Dear, i realy miss u a lot... how i wish u were wif me now...juz lend me a shoulder wil do...i wont ask for too much...so wish to run away...bcoz i realy do not noe wat de hell i want...
all de sufferance n frustration r killing me...i noe i shudn over-negative thinking...n i shudn mind abt it so much...juz nid a talk wif u..
dear, miss u n love u oways...
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