Just part and parcel of faded connections
If only I can pack these memories into a parcel
and send them back to you
or send it away from myself
Life would have been easier.
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Start working ...
If I take this responsibility as a job,
maybe I will do it better.
So now , my job = study well.
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I think it is too much.
Time to stop mourning.
Time to stop complaining
to others
What is left ?
It's just me .
Just me and myself .
But stretching out is easier .
It's easier to have someone else to pull me up when I am falling down.
I am not strong enough. Not yet.
Thought that I am ok.
No I am not .
Maybe it is due to
stress adaptation.
Hey ya.... anyone willing to pull me out of this ?
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Maybe I should start another post ... Maybe it should be written on the layout.
A reminder ...
things that make me feel happy.
I wanna be happy.
I shall be happy.
I will be happy.
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