2:00 p.m. - 2006-04-29
Hurt
It's strange, writing something like this in an diary. But I have no where to let it out.
What will happen if I fall in love with someone who don't love me like that? Loves always make me sick, and I'm sick of loves. But at last I always love someone who won't by mine.
That's hurt.
But ... Maybe I'm too addicted to it, and also can't give in.
