reflecting and thinking back abt the things tat had happened in the past few weeks.

everything befall on me like a disaster, a disappointment.

in a way, it comes to prove who are the really true frds in my life.

on the other hand, it tells me that everything was not appreciated, nor am i truly loved.

the surface will always remain as it is.

nv can a same density wooden plank sink into the deep oceans if the first tym its in the waters its alrd floatin.

i feel really disappointed.

and upset.

my heart hurts.

tearing badly inside me.

memories swam back and thousands of knives seem to be stabbin me hard, over and over again.

i wonder if i can ever find back my real joy..

can i ever get out of al these pain and sorrows.. the melancholic life?