Will this ever be the last? Im not so sure, but I think I needed to blog.

I want to go back to the days when I was only a baby. Love was just between my parents and myself. That was already enough, more than enough of love to go around. I think I need nothing else.

I won't be sad. I try not to.

Many things are running through my head right now. I've been spamming facebook status like as though they're free, well, yes they are. When people are feeling so down, they have either response. One, they have no spirits, they've got no soul, they've got no energy. They wish, life could just end. Two, they're dying to start their engine, they're dying to become a workaholic, they're dying to be a superman/superwoman. I said, I want tons of works to do to prevent unnecessary thoughts going through my head. I know, I fall in the second category. I just wish I could bury myself in the pile of work.

I don't wish for any answers anymore. I am very tired at this current stage and Im giving up. This whole thing is driving me nuts, it's tearing me apart and I can't wait to unleash myself. I have already lost count of how many times I have reminded myself not to sink in deeper. I could no longer recall. It's futile anyway. It's of no use. My heart always overwrites my head and I could do nothing to stop.

I can't promise anything.
I can't promise I'll be alright.
I can't promise that I won't be sad.
I can't promise that I will stop thinking.

I can't even imagine what will be going through my mind. I really hate myself for blogging such stuffs. YOU SHOULD STOP THIS.