dear diary,

i no longer understand myself... what exactly i want or need. everyday scenes of school days, family and friends past by me without having a real moment to sit down and think through what really make up of my life. Am i too complicated to understand myself? Sometimes you always wish for something to happen... but when it's there, u simply refuse to face the truth. As simplicity I see things, my inner thoughts shown otherwise.

i felt so bad... didn't mean it that way.

Hungry!

adelphin -> put me to sleep...