You know the story of heartbreaking?
When a knife pokes and you inhale a gulp of air just to awaken. These feelings pass in no time, but it always feels the same way, at that instantaneous moment, everything suddenly becomes constricted.
Im tired but I cant sleep yet.
When fantasies take me overboard.
Stop dreaming ay.
Gotto return to school soon;
Back to reality.
And get on with life.
Well, my friend taught me: well, Life goes on.
Give me this week. I'll get over it.
The heartbreaking.


Camp. camp.
camp where we feel insignificant.
Because those who stand out channels the limelight.
When I didnt talk or step up, I recede to the shadows.
Like background designs.
Its disappointing,
moving along with the flow.

Seems like every group Im in, we dont win. and every game I play, I'll make a mockery out of it. Just that ppl dont laugh, for it didnt matter to them that I was the one playing.

I'm fatigued.
Gotta organise my thoughts;