I'm at the lowest point, maybe not lowest, but low enough. I can't really accept on how sensitive I've been. Be it sad, happy or angry, I'm just there to be sensitive. And I really can't live a day without my bf, beside those times when he's in camp and I can't help it. But oh, whatever I'm uttering nonsense. But but but if I ever go uk, I think I would drown to death, yep, in my own tears.

And what could you do, when you know your own dad is sick, smoking too much, drinking too much, taking in too much sugar that is just harming his body. Yet!, no one could stop him, not even me. How am I to feel. I know this may sound selfish, but sometimes I really wish I can die before they do. cause I don't think I could ever live without them. If only.........