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About Me
This is YUN.
14 June 1989
Gemini
Trying her goddamn best to be optimistic about life.
okay, no. Not really. Yet.
Go see her art over here.
Her organiser's over here.
I don't wanna talk about it. But It hurts. And I have this fierce urge to just shout out all these problems out and maybe the world will end up a much better place after. Stupid fucked up problems. I don't even know who's to blame for my life going downhill. It really sucks.
I can't cry any more tears. Its all dried up. My eyes.
Sigh.
Why should you overreact everytime something like dis happens? Its just a bit. Not a lot. And there's absolutely no feeling or motive behind this. Nothing at all.
So why get so worked up? I need to sleep. But Luke still needs help wit his work. Lotsa. Uh huh.
Stress; stress. I want to die. I hate my life like this. I stopped going out wit de SU people; I can't talk right, my memory is getting worse again, and he stopped bothering.
Stopped bothering just because of that. Stupid thing. In my eyes it seems stupid but I guess it isnt in hos perspective. But if you refuse to talk about it and totally avoid the subject through 'wadever's and 'i dont care's how am I supposed to do anything?
My brain cant keep this up.
Aaaaand on a lighter note:
My room is almost done~! All that's left is the paint job and the mattresses.
