When i see couple walk, when i see old people holding hand, when i see marriage, its all stupid. They need each other, and thats why confine in them. You call that love? I call that needy. Everyone is needy, and that neediness is assume to be 'love'. Have fun finding people who will love you, have fun finding 'true love', it all break down anyway.

3 and a half more months!

Waiting, waiting, and awaiting the day where i can be free. Hopefully i can have a wonderful and meaningful life in NTU. But first of all, i have to make sure that i am able to crawl out of the hellhole..one day it will happen...i have to be patient.

A comma,

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”

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I do not know what happen. I've tried everything i could. You told me that we are good and steady, you told me that everything will be fine. I waited patiently with the self make necklace, just for you. I waited, and waited. You said i was not the one, on Valentine's day.

What is love to you? I know now. Love is a fairytale. I have enough of this love shit.