lonely, lonely, lonely, that is only half of the story. depressed, drawn, dark, and died. My soul died, how many times I shed tears today? answer is many.
I cannot help it, the dark feeling inside my body. I want to let it out and once I let it out, the darkness covers my body.
I don't even know what it is, a minute I cry, other minute I smile, my world is going around and I don't know why. It is a feeling of big loss, feeling of pessimism. dark,dark it is.
old navy pants, alloy clogs, unbranded dress, straw hat, and belt, claire's headband
Catherine Au Jong