I should stop embarrassing myself

May be you're right.

I like how peta runs her blog.
She somehow manages to sum up her feelings in her blog almost everyday.
And I am just able to cobble together those trashes.
Because I have no idea what is going on in my life.

I am pathetic.
I am desperate.
I secretly wish there is a stranger in msn whom I can talk to.
You know.Everything.

I am a meretricious fool.
I am yokel.
If there is a choice, I wouldn't want to be human again.
I hope I can be the music.
Running across the desert in Mongolia over and over again.

There is always a perfect moral yardstick out there.
And my life is circumscribed within the circle.
I wonder how would it be if I can step out from the that's-the-things-you-ought-to-do line.
But some people will screw my messy ass up.

This is the time.
Leave me alone.
Huiling suggested that our life will be completed only when we found our the other half.
But I don't even own my life so how can I promise another new life?

You don't get to judge me.