January 5, 2010
@ 12:43
我的含羞草。
i realise..that everything's negative whenever i'm sober.i feel happy when i'm unconcious or high,and when i'm awake,everything's full of sadness.
the number's no longer in use.and i'm not goin to look for him.though that's the only bridge of our connection,i guess it's time i give up and stop fantasizing about it.i admit,i've been waiting for that little fairytale to turn into reality,been holding on to that imaginary stalk of rose but god know why im pricked.
i need protection.i need it very much right now.curling up in the bed beneath that thick warm blanket,it almost helped me convince myself that someone's there for me.that piggy i'm hugging in my arms tight while crying,it makes me feel like i'm not alone.somehow,those jackets are no longer thick enough..
“我好难受。。”记得这是我喝醉时才会说的话，不过想在。。清醒时这句话一直在脑海里打砖的却也是这句话。。真的好难受。。
and once again,i'm reminded of this phrase..
"i like sleeping because my life has the tendency to fall apart when i'm awake.."