I fought with my mum yesterday. More of quarrel but still over a million things. CCA was like one of the main highlights. Prob find it increasingly hard to even do anything abt it anyways. Hideous under a mask. Looking all awesome and yet feeling terrible inside. Just what am i doing? Perhaps just to make everyone less worried. My pathetic life has been filled with much tears recently and it's little no wonder i'm often called emo whether isit for a reason or not.

Many things happen without the knowledge of everyone during chapel actually. Like things break down and stuff. But i guess to them, it looks on the surface being successful. But i doubt they see the amount of effort needed to make it so. And somehow for the first time i ever thought of what to say for debrief, there isn't any -gasp-.

From Keep Holding On

This is like my new pencil case. I'm still wondering what shock have i underwent to have even bought this. But yeah.

You chose the best of times to drop the worst of lines.
All those lies so make me cry.
Wanting it all ):

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