i am feeling that im fucking alive again
if not totally,at least things turn out to be much better for me
i can leave the fucking nuisances far behind
i can go on as long as i think it should be over
i felt tired, really really beyond what i thought i could bear
shadows in heart might still be there
but that was the price of growing up,isnt it?
you gotta be hurt before you know what could be expected and what should not be
the only one who can erase the past is yourself which i realized long ago but did not willing to learn to forgive
i live for myself, not anyone else,not a tiny single one of others
i can not live in the hate,in the hurt,in the endless darkness
my life was so fucked up in the past one year
i was trapped in a vicious circle
helplessly, desperately, desparely
IT'S THE END OF ALL.
the fucking forever inevitable unreversable END!
i gave up the pursuit of perfect
i began to laught at myself of the unique fantasy
i chose to accept the reality
i must pick up the lost part of my dignity and ego
im the one should be proud of myself
im the one should enjoy the various experience
im the one able to brighten the world
Silvia,be strong, cheers up.