sighs....
Have been deeply disappointed.
With a lot of things.
With myself, probably, most of all.
WHY can't I get a grip on myself?
WHY can't I just let things go?
Just let everything go, you know? Take off. Pack my bags and leave the country.
And never come back.
Wishful thinking.
My body is failing me. My hands are always shaking like I'm on drugs now.
My work... sighs... I wanna sink Singapore into the ocean floor. Too bad I got many good friends there. Else I certainly would've.
My personal life. I don't know what's the deal there. Trying so hard to understand. Failing miserably.
Add to that the fact that I'm a creep magnet... what's the story? Shall save it for another day.