You made me laugh, at the same time cry, You're pushing the limit of my bipolar self into try. I don't know how long will I able to hold on, when everyday, I can't even moved on.
I lost count the number of times do I feel like quitting, but I always remember what my daddy said that, " the hardest is always the beginning". I'm holding on to the thought to keep me going this far, eager to see the ending waiting on the other end of the line.
xx
ps: This song of Miley C. explains what I'm feelin' right about now.
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