笑着难过 自我惩罚
One year. I don't know how i will cope through this one year. Things taking for a turn. Everything's gonna change. I don't want to face reality. But i need to accept it. Heaven's playing a joke on me. And it's a cruel one too. It's an obstacle i have to overcome. I may trip , i may fall, i don't know what will happen. I wished i can wish on 11:11 to have a happy ending, but i just found out that nothing would every change for the better anymore. Negative thoughts are running, suicide are flying. The dead are laughing and we are crying.
