Sometimes, people can learn a lot from the memory, even it's terrible.
As for me, there's always too much terrible things happening.
I survive, and I feel that I'm stronger through these shit. However, when it comes once again, I have to admit that nothing gotta changed and nothing gonna change.
Don't want to eat, don't want to sleep, don't want to get up, don't want to study, don't want to talk, don't want to dotA.
So please give me a place to hide, please don't hurt me, please hug me....
please help me