its seriously time to PRIORITISE.

sounds super easy rite. PRIORITISE. PRIORITISE=FUCK man.
im lying in the midst of a whole lump of mess.
no where to head to. i feel so blooody lost.
sooo miserable.
melancholic? u bet i am.
depressed. soon to be, my dears.
i wanna escape reality sometimes.
maybe jus for awhile?
reality sucks. whoever said reality was nice should jus get fucked by a million ants.
yes it does stinks.
Life doesn't sucks of cos. its reality that makes it soo awful.
why why why why why why why?

you see, i've always wanted to be a counsellor, a social worker.
all bcos i want to ease pple from their sufferings.
i don like sufferings.
i hate to see pple suffer.
i wish i can obliterate all sufferings, and eradicate all pains from humans.
i yearn to do all these.
and yet, i jolly well noe its beyond my means, way beyond it.
wad to do?
sigh.

sometimes when things in life go so bleak,
all i wanna do is just end my life again.

why issit so easy for me to console pple and tell them everything is gonna be okay for them.. telling them there is a solution to everything in life.. there is no unsolved problems around.. life is great.. don worry.. look on the bright side of life.. be positive.. don stressed. everyhing WILL be okay.
and yet, its sucha difficulty putting all these into my head?
WHY ha? WHY!!
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
HURLS MORE PROFANITIES! HURLS!!!~~~~~~~~

okiee, beeboo!
*by the way, beeboo in my context means BYE.