i dont know what im doing.

im standing still.

Watching everything evolve around me

As im in the middle of all turmoil.

Pressured.

Lost.

Wishing that this is just a bad nightmare. A really REALLY bad one.

I want a clone to replace me. To make her decision.

After she has decided, i'll just live through the life she has chosen for me.

But as my sis said :" why do you ask other ppl's opinion? why cant you just think for yourself?"

I truly dont know the answer to that one. But..somehow i just..i duno..argh.

I've been hurt so many times..the wounds just never seem to close. They do not even become scars.

They remain there..fresh. Bleeding.

i hate being emo about love. It sux.