Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating
Profile Adeline!, 12021995 I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits 3e'10 Carissa Jermaine Sheree Talia Venessa Venetia Archives November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	October 29, 2008 phew, i often ask myself, where did the real adeline go? but there's no answer. i nvr been myself since the day i stepped into secondary school. why? i mean, is it so hard to be back like p6 life, being normal, doing work consistently. blah blah. even my laughter is gone. i can never share the same laughter as before again. where? where did they all go? i've searched for the past few months, i am tired. i really want to rest. i cant go on. where were you, when i need someone to talk to. where were you, when i need someone to listen to me. where were you, when i really didnt know what to do. where were you? the word 'sorry' wont make me forget everything, maybe it will, for a few seconds, but the point is, you left me, nth is left in me. oh i forgot, maybe you left me with a deep scar, a phobia for having friends. when i am needed, you all will be like a swarm of bees, coming over to me, when i am not, i dont know what am i anymore. thrash? or maybe just a toy to you. being left out, the feeling isnt good. being jealous, honestly, the feeling sucks to the core. but yet, i am experiencing all that. just because, i looked so happy, as if nth can hurt me, doesnt mean that i have no feelings. great, it seems as if no one can understand me. i dont understand myself either. just the past few days. sth is bothering me, but i dont know what. i just felt so pised off. who or what can help me. no one. faking a smile isnt hard. i am doing that all the time. just a simple haha. can make you seem as if you are happy. everything is so confusing. in fact everyone, is confusing me. with their true colours. trust no one.
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay