bottled-up everything..

cause I'm afraid to expose my weakness

I just refuse to..

but it's killing me inside.

....

It feels great to be home

and going out with friends.

I get to forget all my worries and tension for a while.

Although I'm guilty for not doing my assignments and study for midterm. Aiksss

It's nice to pamper myself sometimes. (:

Which is more difficult?

To die for someone?

or

To be alive for someone?

Fanfic makes me think again...

I don't want my midsem break to end..