Down in the dump.

The sadness just shoot me from nowhere.
Now, I feel guilty because I've hurt many people even those who are close to me.
I never think of their feelings because I am too self-centred.

Everything is too much. Too much that I can't get hold of myself.
It's only when i realised who am i and ask myself what would happen next..
Words do kill. I said so because it's killing me,internally.

How much do you people know me? Why must you utter those words with just little observation? If only you guys know you have been fabricating

Nineteen This gonna be a simple one, those whom have blogs sure know why they have created one. Therefore, same goes for me. I would really appreciate your kindness for not spamming. I'm Random and I'm clumsy. Count stars every night and you'll get my age and birthday! :)