I keep listening to songs that make me cry. I keep singing songs that make me cry. I'm so stupid. Who'd even do that? And why am I so sensitive? Why can't I just get over things? I realized I have no reasons to dislike my life, but I just can't enjoy life. I'd even think I've cried more in my life than that I smiled. And I've got no calm place where I can go just to cry. I mean, I can cry in my room, but my parents will be complaining about how I lock myself up in my room. I just need time to get over you, breaking me down, my dear parents. So either stop bringing me down or shut the hell up about me, locking myself up. Because it's all thanks to you. And thanks to me since I just can't take it, but still.
But even so, even my room isn't a calm place to cry. My parents could come in any time, and I can't cry around 6-7 because around then we'll have dinner, and then they could see I cried. :/ And then they'll ask me why, but sometimes I just can't explain. And it's really annoying if I come downstairs right after crying and then I gotta join a conversation, well forget it.
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