October 16, 2014
It has been months since I sulked over what I had experienced. Though it wasn't particularly important, somehow I lost the urge to fight to be the best. In another words I seemed to give up on life. Certainly, I intended to throw myself over from the Eiffel tower, but since I don't have sufficient courage and money I abandoned the said intention.
I really was, no, am in a terrible condition. The only ones who can cheer me up turned their back against me. What can I possibly do in such situation as if I was about to fall into a pit of darkness and the only thing that you can cling to is a frail tree-root?
I really wish that someone will help me, rather, save me.
