why is it so hard?

Can we pretend that the airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars.

I could really use a wish right now, a wish.

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Day 2. & i'm still don't feel like talking to anyone. (Haven't picked up calls or replied my messages.) More like i don't want to socialise, with ANYONE. Feeling depressed, i guess. Why is it always this hard to know what i'm feeling? My feelings, my instincts, my thoughts cannot be trusted. It always the opposite. There must be heap of regrets. I can't even keep track of it. Its always the last moment i am regretting. Alteast the tears should konck first. It's rude! It's hard to move on. Feeling terrible & stress. As usual there's no reason for what i'm feeling. I wish I could just sit down and watch the world pass by. Maybe the reason, lies somewhere in the past.

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Just gonna stand there, & hear me cry?

Love the way, it hurts.