2005-03-30

I feel I cannot treat with my own life and feelings.

I don't know what I want to be. And what for.
(Actually, I know what would be the ideal life for me. But it is nearly impossible, and I don't know whether it worths the cost or not.)

And the old record - my private life. As always.
I hate him, but I'm not enough strong to leave, because I love him as well.

Hurray.
(I hate myself as well.)

VattaC írta 3/30/2005 08:57:00 de.