It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself.

It's been more or less 4 months since i last saw a message appear on my cell with your name on it.

Wow, persistent huh?

Oh well, what am i to do? I rather live my life laughing out loud...for real. I mean, it's just so hard to be normal these days. One problem stacks itself on another, and i'm on the ground floor, compressed tighter than Pamela Anderson's boobs.

The popularity of an individual in life often only manifests itself in death, this is what i sincerely believe in.

I am so close of giving up now. On you and myself.

Anymore of this,my will snaps, and then i'll be living out my beliefs as stated above.

29 more days left to suffer, 29 more days to make things right.