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Monday, September 10, 2012
When people committed suicide, it's so easy to comment about how wasted their lives were... How people will be sad over their deaths.
Now I understood.
Suicidal thoughts were derived from the expected reactions from others after death.
Before the act, no one bothered. No one valued their insignificant lives, no one appreciated when they are alive.
"An eye for an eye"
They wish to make the people around them feel the same misery, they wish to tell them how depressed they were feeling, and these cannot be conveyed through words, but through experiencing the same agony. They wish to know how much they were valued by others, by witnessing what extent of pain others feel. They wish to punish those who didn't bothered by haunting them in every of their nights.
Friday, July 29, 2011
I'm so bored. I've ran out of things to do with my dear dear laptop. So decided to update -.-
Can tell how bored I am.
Why are you such a mystery too?
Friday, July 22, 2011
And the strange thing is,
the stronger one collapsed.
And look at what happened to the one who went on complaining everyday?
Labels: Cinderella's sister
Friday, May 13, 2011
So tired. So many things accumulating again.
The sudden realization hits you that your life is so messed up actually.
Suddenly realized how everything I do is just so lousy, that in order to feel good, I have to avoid them.
All the smiles, all the laughters come so naturally to me when I'm facing people. But they're just facade. It's a natural reaction to mask now.
And perhaps being like this, making other's life easier, people will be less aware that you have emotions too, and they just hurt you so insensitively, thinking that you wouldn't mind anyway.
I want to let out but my pride is holding me back. And then as time passes, all the stuffs in my heart accumulate again and everything repeats.
If unable to cry means that I'm not really sad, then maybe... I'm not really sad.
Thursday, April 07, 2011
我對著鏡子微笑 露齒笑 瞇著眼笑 開懷大笑
Labels: First post extracted from other's blog
Saturday, February 12, 2011
I'll protect and take care of them. I'll earn a lot of money for them to lead a good life. I will ensure they are well taken care of, if one day I have to go.
Labels: If one day I have to go.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
You're such a disappointment.