October 8th, 2010
-8/10/10 -9.33am –At my work place –Mood: Fucking fucked up You know how it feels like to sleep for less than 4 hrs. everyday for 3 consecutive weeks? Fucked up. I know it’s only the second week, but hell I’m getting very impatient. Sometimes I would just sit down there, stare into space and wouldn’t even realise that I’d started crying. I miss the old me, the one who could do anything she likes without a care of the world. Now, I feel like a trapped bunny, fearful and depressed. Sometimes, I will wonder, if giving up life will be much easier.. I never know it can actually hurt a lot to hear from someone whom you deeply loved saying, “I love you.” I’m afraid that I can’t be the best for him; I’m imperfect, so imperfect.

-8/10/10 -9.33am –At my work place –Mood: Fucking fucked up

You know how it feels like to sleep for less than 4 hrs. everyday for 3 consecutive weeks? Fucked up.

I know it’s only the second week, but hell I’m getting very impatient. Sometimes I would just sit down there, stare into space and wouldn’t even realise that I’d started crying.

I miss the old me, the one who could do anything she likes without a care of the world. Now, I feel like a trapped bunny, fearful and depressed.

Sometimes, I will wonder, if giving up life will be much easier..

I never know it can actually hurt a lot to hear from someone whom you deeply loved saying, “I love you.” I’m afraid that I can’t be the best for him; I’m imperfect, so imperfect.

∞04:57 pm, by sheisgracious