The DLR

People are asking me how long is this fight going to last and I honestly don't know. I used to think I can never survive these kind of things and that it would tear me apart and I'll just die, but look where I am now!

Not dead but not exactly alive. Aloof, I'd say.

Much has been going on inside my mind.

From reevaluating my life as objectively as I can and realizing I've got a long way to go before I can proudly call myself a decent human being, to being scared shitless about the future when we had to pen down our resume (I. Hate. Writing. Resumes. How can a few sheets of paper represent everything that I've learned. And what about the lessons I've learned but can't be put on paper, like, how people who seem really decent and all can turn out to be a hybrid of Medusa and a Chimera!).

Like Ky said, gotta attract those normal people to ourselves and shun those siao kia people omg. I think I was cursed or something. Shoo, abnormal people, shoo please. Let me exist in peace.

Also, received a great KITA on how I was treated just like a spare tire recently and I. FEEL. SO. DISGUSTED. ew.

Birds of a feather will always flock together, so beware! Everything will fall in place eventually. Just wish I had a crystal ball that could tell the future in order for me to fend off more crazy people (yes, as if my previous encounters weren't enough, THERE'S MORE).

Don't let surface charm deceive you. No, I'm not talking about myself. You know, Charm, Charmaine haha i so fani. In fact, don't let anything deceive you. Don't let words deceive you. You can't even trust actions because everything can be faked.

WIU.

So much anger pent up in this potato stick of a girl.

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I recently stumbled upon a video of the DLR and Canary Wharf and London city centre sights and my heart couldn't take it. So here I am, with nowhere to go with this sadness, anger and disappointment in myself and the people I have let in to my life.

Here, I promise myself that not only will I cut things in my life (which I am trying so so hard to and am at the verge of breaking down just by the thought of having to bring an object into the house), I will cut the bs and the bs people that honestly only seek to sap the soul out of me. I know I have a soul, just not a very pleasant one.

Here, I ask of all you demented people who are only out to destroy people emotionally and leave invisible scars to inflict all that onto yourself before you attempt to go out in the world and do it to innocent lives.

Don't be mistaken people, both genders are guilty as charged by my books.

brb gonna go sharpen my mental daggers and meditate for extra patience.