why am i always the one getting into such big mess and I'd be the one screwing up every single thing? Me, getting into deep shit, and left alone to cry and to think about it, ITS NONE OF MY BUSINESS! wh*t th* F*ck man!? I feel like there's so many things pressing on me, yet I couldn't identify which really matter most ! i miss the days in Saigon where i couldn't see any problems like these ): i hate the feeling of having to hide, but what more can I do other than hiding!?

Yesterday night suck ..

Labels: Vietnam Part III