Journal

burnt is the way i feel.

what should i write?

suddenly i got my thigh burnt? or i cried out loud for this pain?

or i really felt so pathetic?

what to write?

only God knows I’m miserable now.

how could this accident happen? why me? i keep on repeating that question in my head.

well probably God just want me to feel what is the most painful thing in this world to make me grow stronger and to be much aware of my circumstances.

i’m growing up now.

i hate being abandoned, i hate being sick, and i hate this feeling of hate.

fcuk with all the messed grammar and vocab. i dont give it a damn.

i’m depressed. yes i am.

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