Life is sad when you are me. I'ma masochistic. NO. A total masochistic. I do what I what I hate and regret it. Very pathetic.Why? That's for me to keep and you to just read what I write. But still, I don't think I'd like to live in another person's life though. Enough worries in me already. But, it's nice to swap souls for a while.

In other words-running away.

See what I mean. Reading minds is cool too. You, I mean, I can be more careful what to say and bla3.