My eyes fail me.

Failed to see who is true and who is not.

Why am I born stubborn.

Just like my mother.

Why can't I be more self discipline.

I thoought the whole sky fell on me when you left.

Come on, it's just a guy.

It's not like I will die without you.

And of course I will survive through this someday.

Stop being so temperamental. Please.

I can't talk to anyone onboard.

No one.

No one can be trusted.

Can't they just live in peace.

Wonder what's with them and their politics.

Well, I will never step in.

I felt being lock up.

Lock up in a transperant box.

I see myself, being so rude and simply, not fun anymore

to everyone around me.

I don't want it. But I can't help it.

Man, I feel sick.