Monday, October 01, 2007
i need more courage than i thought i would need. my beautiful dream is just a facade. seemingly beautiful on the outside, but brittle and fragile. how many times have my heart raced worrying abt it? how many times have my heart shattered everytime it breaks? i can't count, and i don't want to think abt it. its too painful.
tmr is the start of another operation. and i hope it'd be the last. i feel so helpless. staring at the debris of my fallen structure through the glass and unable to do anything. and now i'm sitting at home doing nothing. imsuchaloser.
its so hard to cling on to dreams that keep breaking. maybe they're not meant to be.
i don't think i deserve to be an art student. a destructor, perhaps.
posted @ 5:51 PM