Over the phase

I'm over the phase when I cry over lost friends. Cause you know, people come and people go.

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I really hate my life here in Singapore.
Every single soul I meet here, and have some sort of relationship with, grows to hate me. The problem lies with me, clearly. But I don't know what the fuck it is.

It's said that people with a sense of humor are often very well liked. I've tried, now I need to find out who the fuck said that in the first place and deck him/her. I've been anti-social, so much that people didn't know my name for the whole semester when we were in the same damn class. I've been an 'emo' before, and fuck it, people hated me too for god knows what reason.

Happy Valentine's Day?

I'm depressed over reasons not significant enough for me to react in this manner.

I guess I'm just a little disappointed with how my life has turned out and that I'm still all alone.

I want to run away, to another country. Start anew, begin with nothing. I want everything to reset, to nothing. 0000. 

It's not possible, not now, maybe not in the near future. Maybe when I turn 25, I will get out of this country and make new and better friends. Maybe I will.. 

Will you really miss me when I'm gone or will I just be another goodbye?

The only positive thing about today is that it's ending in 2 hours time. 

Another day, another challenge. -Destorm