HECTIC.

You know what, I'm feeling extraordinarily stressed for the past few weeks. There were helping hands and listening ears. But I can't seem to pour my thoughts out, entirely. There were things I guess there was no point mentioning it because I believe everyone has their own little secrets. I mean not really secrets, but it would be quite rude saying them out. So well, I don't know.
I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what I want...
I want to hide in a corner and talk to myself. Is that depression? Well, I guess so.
I really hope nothing has happened before.



"Because God has chosen this route for you."