i guess blogging is not my forte after all. some use it to express their feeling, experience, stories.
great to read, never a big fan to write.
stress. seldom happen to me this way.
different, she's different from others.
it's hard to express. i hate blogging, i hate expressing. ironic it may be.
why allow friends to worry about you.
why attention seeker one is. maybe that what i lack off.
she has her awesome social life, maybe the way she has always like.
i don't know, i don't want to know now.
i'm stupid. that's what my friends say. belief is what i have, maybe i'm wrong.
the greatest pretender, she is, one i may hardly penetrate. or never will.
rgds, blogging is awesomely stupid, too.
