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Saturday, March 27, 2010
Father, be with me



Im sure sisi and gab doesnt know
how everytime they quarrel so oftenly
I get hurt.
I end up fixing everything.
Because I need/have to.

And Im so sick and tired of it
I cry for myself.
I fall sick.
I neglect myself.

And because it takes so much of my effort to make them happy
I can't afford to make them upset
I can't tell them when I'm sad
afraid that I might need to take even more energy
to fix them when I already need fixing myself

I feel suffocated.
That I can't find anyone to tell these to.
I can only tell God every night before I sleep.

I just want to cry till I fall asleep without knowing

Yet I can't.
There's a chinese lecture to attend tmr morning
" A1s for O lvl chinese"

I hope feb woulnt cancel my trip to her house
cuz it will most prolly be the fourth or fifth time
she cancels on me last minute
and that leaves me stranded.

Just breathe and Believe
Its the only thing I can do
1:17 AM
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