I'd remember I was always afraid.Afraid to do things on my own.But now that I finally want to,why dont I have the guts to do it?How come something is still pulling me back when all I want is to break free and be independent.

Obsession?Maybe.I mean,theres only one thing..or someone that I keep waiting for.Crazy?Maybe a little.If you keep staring at something that reminds you of the person,does that make you crazy?uhmm...(no comment).gaah...ok.I am crazy...crazy for...uhh =.=" id be the happiest person alive if i would be positively sure "it" was real.

Depression....Emo?Yes.Well,at least I think I am.But not compulsive that i'd want to cut my wrist or something.no no no.I dont wanna die.But you cant handle wanting to die(figuratively) if you get so discouraged.I get enough of that from my mom.Go figure....

Cacophony.I hate this.Id want to burst out when the environment is so noisy.I cant hear anything but chitter chatter around.Crazy enters here.

Ang gulo talaga ng isipan ko ngayon.Hindi ko alam kung ano ba dapat ang isipin ko.BF ko,hindi ko alam kung okay pa kame.Mom ko,wala akong ganang makipagusap dahil for sure ang agad kong maririnig sa bungaga niya ang malakas niyang pagdiscourage at nawawalan na ako ng interest sa gusto kong gawin.Dad,ang dami paring ineexpect sakin.Id better stop...