not so much of a post, but some, i dont know what to call it.

I want to be a friend who understands how my friends feel, sometimes I really want to read people's minds espically when people turn emo. I hate the fact that no matter how hard I try, I can't please much people. I want to just grow older, like till i'm an adult, and get settled down with my love and then we'll live life like how we want it to be. And I want my friends to know that I really cherish them alot. I may not show, but its really like, flowing in my blood. And I want my dearest jasper to know I want to be there when he needs me. My friends too. It just struck me that, I dont know, nobody knows, when each of us are gnna die. And I want to make my mark, before I leave this world.


I see people dying inside, I feel like I am too. April's a bad month. really bad month.People carrying burdens which are obviously too heavy for them but they have no choice but to live on life with that little spark of hope in them. Couples aren't how they are anymore, and how the other person who felt that way tries to hide it from his or her other half and pretty sadly, succeeds. to end it all, look at my face and tell me what you see.

it just struck me. a pondering mind siped into despair. we come and we go. we live and we die. do we live for anything. do we die and be remembered.
fame is long. death is longer. i make my mark. death swollows us within. death is what lies at ends. A passing month, a sworowful month. A month of heavy hearts. we drag and we loaf we fall and we cry. we look up for hope.but we fail to find it.bonds between ends, notes that tie till the end. they break like the winds and its leaves.we hide behind a drape we cover with a smile. but who are we now. who am i.

Love,
Jiehui 4:23 PM