Shit. 3.28 AM and I'm awake cause my room's freaking cold. Stupid air-conditioner and my sister for wanting the temperature to be so damn bloody low. So, I'm shifting over to my brother's room instead, really cannot stand the coldness. But it feels damn cold over here still, basket. Tsk, now what ? I need to go back to sleep but I can't. Great. I really hate it when I'm awake in the middle of the night and everytime when I try to get back to bed, so many things start to rush through my head. Really hate it when I think too much. Always think too much. Annoyed. And after I read almost everything Eunice posted, I feel like giving her a very long tight hug. Everything was just so sad that I teared. And it made me realise.

Maybe I'd be happier alone. Cause if not, I wouldn't be this complicated. I think it's easier this way. Because what if you learn that you need to love, and then you don't have it ? When you start to shape your life around it, and then suddenly, everything starts to fall apart ? I've hurt you once, I never want to hurt you ever again. Losing love, hurts. Maybe, it's like dying. The only difference is that, death ends. But this, this can go on forever.