bbbbaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
today is an emo day.
It's falls at night, car broke down, engine kept on and off;
issue bout 2 cars, 1 car, new or old;
got a sad call, not the right time;
constipation, black lotus;
ass-es, fb maintenance;
i just realized i'm addicted to fb, outing photos.
afraid of no longer able to express myself after long time of hiding and ignoring.
Am i just care too much? or i'm not good enough?
Escape or face it.
