it's easier said

 I thought you know me, I thought I know myself.
It's not easy to control because I am not you. How I wish I can stab myself the moment those moods surface. You think I want them? Who would want to spend their life hating themselves right.

So far, my holidays are fine. I spent most of my time watching movies/ shows online. Indulge in my own world, sometimes out with Jeff or friends.

I don't even know why I am writing all these, guess I am too bored and too sick of myself.
I was not happy with myself just now, I find myself ugly and annoying. Did you realize that?