I think I’m tired. Tired of being who I’m not. I’m afraid of being who I am. It’s like I can never be who I am in front of you. And you will never know what I really am, behind this facade. It’s tiring really, to maintain things this way. I miss the way life was at Shanghai ; where I had all the freedom I want ; where you weren’t a factor of my decisions ; where I could take control of my own life ; where I could be myself, every single second.

I’m sorry I had to treat you this way. I’m sorry I have to stop it all now. But I’m tired of hiding. I’m really sick and tired of interchanging between who I am and who I’m not. Maybe I should just let it be. All of these have made me so negative towards relationships.

I need a brand new life. I’ve gotta be strong, and move on.

It isn’t gna be easy, but I’ll make it through. So can you.

but i do do feel, that i do do will,
missyoumuch
clarice