great..
i endured until i really cannot take it anymore.
and vomited.
its like the first time after only about 1 plus glass of stout.
that can make me vomit.
sometimes i don't understand myself.
why do i wanna put all those things in my head.
only to make me stress..
none of my close friends understand how i feel.
if they were to just stand in my shoes for like 3 days.
maybe they will jump off a building.
stress from work is a thing..
and then there is stress from peers,
my parents,
my sisters,
and my friends.
and worries..
and my own health is also causing me problems.
my stupid head.
and i hate that part of me that misses him so badly.
that loves him too deep.
great.
how am i going to sleep now.
with my bed wet..
sometimes i really hope my sisters can like grow up.
at least i can have peace at home.
but..
haix.
needless to say.
what a life i had.
non stop of stress.
i died.
1:19 AM
