sob sob.

Well, I'm in the peak of this confusion. Problems are messing up with my mind. If problems are people, I would just kick them, punch them, kill them. There is this one thing that takes the space of my brain the most. It is actually nothing too worrying, but cuts deep. I'm making this problem, yet I can't take control of it. No one should know more about this. Let me keep it to myself. I'm just writing the outline, to release a bit of this melancholic, lame feeling in this so-called heart. I fell and it hurts. Why must at this time when I need my full concentration on my studies? Hm. I can't set this thing aside. troublesome, isn't it?