Life is hard for humans. Not me though. I'd rather like to think of myself as an alien except that's what HUMANS made me feel like about myself. And to be honest my face is really the problem here. I don't know why it doesn't show any emotion except disgust so can't really blame them. I'm the one at fault. It's always my fault.

Living has always been pretty exhausting for me nevertheless. It is always 'Play hard to get' in my case. But me being lazy couldn't make me care any more less about my life. But school, too, has been awkward lately. Spending every moment under the same roof as him disgusts me to the point that I feel like shit, throwing up and crying. Standing a sight of him sickens me to death. Though it's my fault just because it's always me who's making mistakes. Or that's what people made me feel like and as always I should feel like I couldn't CARE LESS. But I'm not necessarily driven by them making me feel guilty, I AM guilty by my OWN SELF for whatever reason.

Mac always tells me it wasn't my failure, it was his inability to treasure me. And deep down I always wanted to believe that but I guess brain and mind just doesn't seem to cooperate. I wonder if I'll ever be able to forgive myself and move on accepting the truth and set myself free...