float on high and forever dance alone.

I feel like, we're all slowly becoming mad.

Curse the sensitive buttons.

I wish people understood how it feels like. To have ur home snatched away. To force yourself to pretend you are willing to give it away. To pretend you are completely alright with squeezing in the room. In a tiny space.

Most importantly. I wished he knew why I can't sleep at night. Why I cry to sleep every night for the past how many weeks.

Honestly I have never felt this drained. Life has taken so much from me. My house, my dreams, the job that I wanted so badly, fuss free health. I don't think it will stop there. Life is cruel like that. Nobody said it will be easy. I didn't even expect it to be this hard.

This was more challenging that getting over a break up. At least then, I knew I had a safe place to go to everyday/night. A solitary place. Where I could finally completely be myself, by myself. All alone, no one else to pacify. Just me. No noise.

2yrs to squeeze in a room. I am beginning to question if I had made the correct decision in wanting to stay at BK instead of Punggol.

My heart is in great turmoil. Nothing I do can calm it down. Would this be the calming before the storm? Or has the storm alr began? feel something brewing. And it isn't pleasant.

Who's the mad one? Me or my sister?

I feel it creeping to me everytime before I sleep. I feel like I can't handle this weight anymore.

More than anything, I wish I was sleeping elsewhere tonight.

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I feel like giving up. Every morning that I get to wake up to. I mean I should be thankful right? I am grateful God wakes me up everyday, but the next thing I wanna do after I wake up, the only thing, is nothing.

This is bullshit.

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When all I needed was to fall apart when someone asks me if I'm alright.

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