I came up with these anologies:

I cant live without friends,
I'm still alive, so i should have friends right???

Friends are there to share those emotions.
however, when I have friends, i hate to burden them with my problems.
so friends are not there to share in the end.
so why do we still have friends?

I guess i should go die.


i guess i'm quite emo-y. and i hate this kind of me.
may such time pass quickly...

to those who care about me, dun worry. (: i'm fine.