This new point of low of my self. Being held by others by the nose. no one could deny how stupid this person is. Could it get any worse?
There's so much story that I couldn't tell to other. Me, God and the sin itself that keep trying to tied me back into past me.
Maybe this is the karma of my sin.
Sin of being alive. Sin of being stupid. Sin of being me.
Today me resent the yesterday me. And maybe the tomorrow couldn't bring it self to remembering the last.
This new point of low me, couldn't get enough despising itself.
