I have no idea about what's hapenning to me... I just stop sleeping and remain wake till morning light just hopping for the sleep to hit me... till I give up and take a slipping pill. To tell the truth apart a heart atack (so mild that it is almost a joke call it that name) some events that don't affect my life neither can I contribute to solve them, keep me awake night after night... And I believe I was imune to what others do with their own lives! Nagh.... People metter too much to me even when I denny it... Or as some music says... HERE I GO AGAIN DOING THE SAME MISTAKES AGAIN ....

Why do people disappoint us so much? We love them and try to give our best to prove they are valuable to us and and suddenly the big kick off. Today I wish I was dead just to finish all my sadness and misfortune.... To know that no one really cares if I live or died if I am healthy or sick enhances the loneliness in my heart to unbherable points.