ABOUT ME
Why is it suddenly my responsibility?
Why does he have to put so much pressure on me?
It was my dream, by the way.
Dream. Not Obligation.
Why does he have to imply that if anything... anything at all goes wrong,
... then it is my fault.
I don't have to tell him everything.
He doesn't have to know how much tears I've shed over this matter.
He doesn't have to know how many restless night I've been (still going) through.
He doesn't have to know that I want this more than anything.
He doesn't have to know that I almost gave up my faith.
He doesn't have to know that I've fought so hard all these times.
He doesn't have to know that I feel so alone most of the times.
He doesn't have to know that I've used all my strength just to keep my sanity.
He doesn't have to know that I wished I can scream out my lungs.
He doesn't have to know that I'd rather DIE then not being able to breakthrough.
He doesn't have to know that these few days, I really really wish that I'd die.
He doesn't have to know that I don't see a point of living anymore.
No, he doesn't have to know those things.
Nobody needs to know the war I've had in my head.
Nobody.
Litereally.No.Body.
Everybody says they care.
Everybody says they'd be there for me.
Ya. so they say.
.... they only say.
Why is it suddenly my responsibility?
Why does he have to put so much pressure on me?
It was my dream, by the way.
Dream. Not Obligation.
Why does he have to imply that if anything... anything at all goes wrong,
... then it is my fault.
I don't have to tell him everything.
He doesn't have to know how much tears I've shed over this matter.
He doesn't have to know how many restless night I've been (still going) through.
He doesn't have to know that I want this more than anything.
He doesn't have to know that I almost gave up my faith.
He doesn't have to know that I've fought so hard all these times.
He doesn't have to know that I feel so alone most of the times.
He doesn't have to know that I've used all my strength just to keep my sanity.
He doesn't have to know that I wished I can scream out my lungs.
He doesn't have to know that I'd rather DIE then not being able to breakthrough.
He doesn't have to know that these few days, I really really wish that I'd die.
He doesn't have to know that I don't see a point of living anymore.
No, he doesn't have to know those things.
Nobody needs to know the war I've had in my head.
Nobody.
Litereally.No.Body.
Everybody says they care.
Everybody says they'd be there for me.
Ya. so they say.
.... they only say.
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