it often dawned on me,how hopeless i think life is. that is damned pointless to the extent that i feel upset with it,while wondering (why i can't be naive and all positive,damn it). i should move on,though that forgetting is not something i should do (and i know well about that) and practice all the fucking daily stuffs--of going to school,studying my ass off,being pathethic...
there are times,when i feel that the existance of 'friends' is unnecessary.
but i miss those days,somehow.Labels: misaki's heart is getting rotten