As much as i want to give up on everything that i'm doing now, i can't.
Please tell me i'm happy and not pretending to be.
i'm,... happy(?)
Sometimes i pity who i was when i was in secondary school back then. Nobody knows what i had to face, what i had gone through that no one ever need to go through, thinking about how pity i was, i want to live stronger now, if not it will be a waste that i have work so hard to move forward till today.