Wednesday, November 02, 2011


dear diary.. thanks for being here with me. can i say something?
i feel empty. empty. empty. emptiness surrounds me. 
sometimes. i feel like. i want to run. anywhere.
leave everything behind.  just to see who will find me.

but.... i know. it doesn't change anything. either i exist or not. all will stay the same.
running away doesn't solve my problems, it only creates more. i have to face it. but. 

instead of facing this. im tired of trying. 

When I was younger crying always seemed to be the answer. Now that I'm older crying seems to be the only option.