how i wish i could just buy a ticket to lonesome town, staying at it's emo hotel.

just when i thought, life has been treating me good. but shit happened. like forever, good things don't last.

i really don't wish to know who is at fault and who is not. feeding me with different stories is just like feeding me with poison. how i wish i could escape town and cool down for some time.

lies after lies. just stop it okay. i feel like packing my clothes and stay at someone's house for a period. facing the house of quarrels just drain me so much so that i can barely breathe.

hate to think of ways to make every single member be happy with each other.
if trust do not exist in a family, i might as well do nothing and watch it topples.

D: anyone to shed some light?