I shan't write about YM and YA camp. It's too much of fun that typing it all down would probably take eternity, you see.

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(Please do not speculate after reading, it would be irresponsible, whether or not you care.)

I'm not depressed or anything, but just frustrated, or more of confused.
Sometimes i'd rather not have any friends than to lose them all the time.

(And if any of you are reading this and mocking me, please tell your insensitive brain to keep silent because you aren't much better.)

I regret not treasuring things i ought to treasure the most, and treasuring the things which are the most worthless. And yes, i do wish that i could go back in time. But ah, like always, they are just wishes.

Now, i know that you don't treat me any better, it's probably worst. But i do wonder how much you cherish the friendship and memories we had. Yes, there are things that have to move on, but will this be one of them?

Are things reversable? Are they? Please say yes.

Birds often find a new flock to fly with once they get 'bored' with the old one.

Are you one of them? I hope not.
(Hopes, i would rephrase them as nothingness)

I know you'd probably not be reading this because you are supposedly happily prancing around with the others.

I do try to ask myself questions sometimes, like: Why do you treat everyone else better. Why is it that you can't treasure me the way i do to you.

And how silly i can get, because i know that these questions will never get answered.


What a christmas. I hate it.
(Take the memories with you, i don't need them. TAKE THEM.)



I'm afraid of christmas.