Sometimes, I just experience some unpleasant stuffs, and then, mulling it for a while, I'm back to normal. Next day, it repeats.

That's the problem. And whenever it happens, I felt that my life is so fucked up. Just because of some people, I broke down, complained, held grudges on them. BUT, the things they did, actions, etc, are just making me so... You know, pissed, fury, and whatsoever. I don't like it.

Yeah. From the beginning, it's all my fault. I'M THE ONE WHO YEARN FOR THE PERFECTIONIST LIFE. JUST TOO BAD. God doesn't save that for me. Some things, maybe are meant to let go. BUT. I'M SUCH AN AGGRESSIVE COMPETITOR, who do you think you are to ask me SO EASILY let go of these huh. No way, NEVER. Since I'm the one who started it first, I SHALL be the one to end it.

Seat back and wait till that day where the perfect show will be shown on my fabulous stage.  

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