life is not easy.
appearance is never true.
especially so when my only source of energy comes from the love from friends.

often question the meaning of life.
what's the use of picking yourself up when you know the root of problem will NEVER be solved?
it's all too tiring.
its takes great courage to end one's life and im certain THAT courage's in me.

being envious never helped.

numb.

if that day ever come, let's just say. i have no regrets.
the only factor that's holding me on : FRIENDSHIP