Thursday, May 13, 2010 @ 10:14 PM
Life's hard.I'm at the brink of breaking down.When I care enough to help out, why does it always end up in quarrel and frustration?Words that flew out of the mouth are always harsh.Suddenly, I feel that the world is cruel.No! Its the people who are cruel.The world don't owe you a thing.It isn't my fault.But there's no one to blame but myself.All that they can think of is find fault with me.Maybe I'm the bin that they can pour the frustration on.But who can I pour the frustration on?I need a punching bag.
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