sugar-stained.

have you ever felt that your contribution had fallen on deaf ears?
empty?died?anything?
is it okay that i'm feeling tired of healing my self to pleased others?

i just don't know why i keep asking questions which i know exactly what the answer is and become pretty aloof lately.new friends and old friends.some are no closer than we were before and some are good like no other.i'm pretty tired talking about people changed,bragging and crying.i'd stop doing some idiotic actions like that--menstruating heart.i'm really okay now with those stuff now, but feel awkward to know my self for let all happened and didn't feel anything.It’s not easy, and it doesn’t always work, but it helps to have a goal: forget the past.


there are several unconscious things in this world, such as ants on your coffee mug, ink stained behind your white collar--i don't know how much my hair fall until i realize they're plenty of strands on my floor.my hair grew longer and longer each day so i'm going to cut them off.
uh,blabbering a lot.