A 21-year-old Blogger, Webmaster, Content-manager, Apple-lover, Mac-user, iPod-listener, Twitter-boy, IT student who loves travelling, photography and adventure sports.
November 27th, 2006
Why am I even alive … ?
Well, =(( yea.. I write this while I count the billion pieces my heart has broken into. Everything has a max limit. A limit to which it can withstand. I have taken so much until now. So damn much. And I’ve taken it without retaliation. I even have a smile on my stupid face.
For starters,
- I don’t have a heart.
- I’m not worthy to be loved.
- I’m selfish.
- I’m not mature enough
- I always think of _just_ myself
- I never make her smile
- I have never made her smile when she wanted it the most.
So you see.. I’m such an awful human being ! Haina ?
Why ? Why am I still alive ? Why ?
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Aah…Another person suffering from existential angst. and dude, why do you want a heart? Its just a pump.
i dont even have a ’she’
Meh.. You’re Alright, Thats how Normal Man (Boy) is.. Its the Girls who have Problems.. Stupid Girls.. :|