i've never underperformed so much ever since..(i can't remember when) during a match. what on earth? and i've never flared up like that before. and i wasn't so moody before
i wasnt so touchy i am not myself. help!
i think im going mad. and although the thought of giving up looks ever so fking tempting, it's not a choice. i only have one way out now, do or die. i want to get my passion back, please dont kill it/pls give it back to me.
mummy come back soon. china's not that interesting you know! :D i miss you. ever since she flew off i've been all touchy moody and retarded. and yes i hate it.
i hate it as much as you do. but what do you know? i wish i could control myself too. and not be a big emotionalwreck/crybaby/weirdo/retard/weakling. i guess its pent up frustration.
you can no longer read me like a book though i wish you could. sometimes things are better felt than said. but remember, never let me be the hindrance.
there's so much more inside. if theres a will, theres a way. and it's not the end til it's over.
im so tired and exhuasted of everything
in case you forgot my #1 pet peeve is not replying me.
adios amigos. i hope i will be back feeling better. :)
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