every good church day has to end with a shit emotion.
how i wish i could just call some random number and
empty my troubles to the other party.

hiaz. no one to talk to... (besides the monkey clarence gave me)hahas.
yeah. trying to me a self entertainted person who feels
no sorrow.

stressed level is almost nil during the norm.
but onces it piles up, it floods.
only 1 thing stresses me now. and its bad.

wanna get rid of the problems.
but it seems so tough.

and BTW. if you think this is emo, please dont.
im not and never will be. just that its a
tough night and this partial paragraph
helps to ease it a little(: