Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Note:The following was posted earlier than the one above.
Probably 12 hours earlier...
Sometimes, I Hate Myself.
For so many, many things.
One day I'm just gonna explode silently and die in a corner.
I can only blame myself for keeping so many things to myself.
In fact, too much for myself to handle sometimes.
Though I'm still alive now.
I hate myself.
A dormant volcano, waiting (or rather not) to explode.
Bottling up harmful material in its body for fear of hurting whatever's around it.
When it can't hold out any longer, it will finally explode, lava flowing out gently
(because it is a shield volcano)
till it has nothing left inside.
Then, it will fade away into extinction.

i'VE got this
i WANT this