Aug. 22, 2015
This morning, I thought of something. I asked myself. Why does every birthday of mine, I always got depressed?
Im thinking again. how to die? Without God being mad at me.
Maybe its a curse.
But Im a creep
Im a weirdo
What the hell am i doing here?!
I dont belong here.
Nobody knows me at all.
Nothing happened today. Dan just talked to me bout last yesterday.
And then, I travelled for 3 hours. I went to Paranaque ALONE.
and then , the day was done
