Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating
Profile ANTHEA hotmail/facebook/tumblr I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits Allure Bloom Crane Denotation Enigmatism Flair Grace Hope Initiation Archives May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Friday, September 4, 2009 I've regretted for promising you. I've regretted for answering you. I've regretted for doing without thinking. I've regretted everything. Now, can i have them all back into the same, old place? I've promised myself to work like a 24/7 machine from now onwards. Never to have a break. And fyi, even if you don't want me to get good marks, even if you don't expect much from me. I'm sorry to tell you this. I've got high expectations for myself which i cannot break. Change it back or not your decision. But i will not drop. Either i get another house to stay or i go out everyday. Saw this ? Stress, stress, go away. Never come back.
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay