討厭的事總是這麼多
除了不理
還是不理
好想永遠睡著
什麼也不知
未必最快樂
但肯定最舒服
Sometimes i believe i am insane. I cried at night, laugh at morning. it's so tired.... but it's not possible to forget and forgive what she done to me. Everything i done it's not good enough,not good enough........ I am mistake. i could be anyone but not me.
