Fine, everyone has her under table dirty secrets.
I've tried my best to adapte myself to accept these so-called secrets.
I am strong but not that strong.
"If you're not strong, you'd better be smart."
Well, I must confess that I am not a smart girl,but I am not a dope either.
That is my damn pet peeves...
Could you do me a favor by dispensing with the drama?
You konw-nothing twit!
Quit bugging me coz something inside me just shuts off.
What happened these days almost drives me crazy.
All I wanna do is cry and find a way out.
But I can't even cry at all now coz I've got used to be tough.
What stresses me out?
I think that might be one of my disadvantages: too rational.
"Ignorance is bliss" is damn true