Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The thing that keeps your feet on the ground is the responsibility placed on your shoulders.

Every part of my body feels like it's gonna die on me. Daddy, I need the massage so bad, please. I'm physically and mentally tired. I feel like giving up and just leave everything behind for a long time.. Give me a break. Even smiling feels like a chore. I hate feeling so weak >:(

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