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To be brave is to love someone unconditionally without expecting anything in return. To just give that takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our face or leave ourselves open.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
insanely hurt

Dear dear diary,
Its such a honor to have you.Since i am pouring out words & anonymous are reading it. Which means i am telling the world about it. I cant keep my anger inside of me any longer. & i am going out of mind any time from now. I am seriously sick & tired having to live where no ones ever cares bout me. Well not all, but eventually mum dislikes me for who i am. Even we all knows,which mum doesn't love their child. But heck,she doesn't seems happy if i am happy. & recently i am all moody. Having to think about death & having to try killing myself just strikes me sometimes. Not sometimes but frequently. & i don't feel like coming back home. Just wanting to get the hell out of home. & home doesn't seems like one. Its like i am surround with anger & hatred all around me. & the more i wanna break free & get out, the more intense it will get. Its haunting me. All the emotions built up, squeezing tightly & i guess it could just burst out anytime. I am getting all quiet at home. The feeling of when you are at a dumb palace where no one ever communicate. Also sick & tried of having to shed tears unnecessary.

Loved,
AinaKaijin