Its a sad and tiring night...

People grow old... and emptiness just starts to haunt them... Bad news playing on TV everyday, updates on facebook of joy and sorrow... Life is so complicated when you grow up.

I was just looking at my past entries, which I wrote without much restriction and consideration. I could remember seeing myself as the naive happy girl.

These days, I rather be alone so I wouldnt have to experience hurt again...
Then again... its these experience that make one stronger...

Where is God? Perhaps he forgot me since I was the one who forgotten him first.

Maybe when Mom left, she brought away half of the kid in me, forcing me to grow up.
Maybe when you came, you brought anger, disappointment, leaving me upset.

My best friends are my alchol and sleeping pills.

Sleepless nights are scary...

Its a sad and tiring night...

People grow old... and emptiness just starts to haunt them... Bad news playing on TV everyday, updates on facebook of joy and sorrow... Life is so complicated when you grow up.

I was just looking at my past entries, which I wrote without much restriction and consideration. I could remember seeing myself as the naive happy girl.

These days, I rather be alone so I wouldnt have to experience hurt again...
Then again... its these experience that make one stronger...

Where is God? Perhaps he forgot me since I was the one who forgotten him first.

Maybe when Mom left, she brought away half of the kid in me, forcing me to grow up.
Maybe when you came, you brought anger, disappointment, leaving me upset.

My best friends are my alchol and sleeping pills.

Sleepless nights are scary...