I wasted most of my times holding the hate and regret, and worries, while you are laughing with your new friends. I woke up with a sad heart and without even smiling to the bright sun in this Sunday morning. I talked a lot with my reflection in the mirror. Nothing different. Nothing could be compared with these damn daily activities I hate the most.
The same song playlist played in every single morning and night day. The same window scene in every sight like a paused movie. The same mental illness that went up and down as I breathe deeply.
Never give up. The hates and worries were really happy when I hold them tightly.
I may angry, just don't make my eyes hurt
I may angry, just don't destroy my dream.
Destroy the hate inside and pull out the love outside.
People may not listen to my voice. just be honest and listen to my own.
If happiness is my destination, hating someone may be my journey.
I'll let the happiness become my journey, then love and forgive others always become my wonderful destination
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My Fake Diary
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