those men and women, they go together

i have no rest day. i'm tired. i'm Tired TIred TIRed TIREd TIRED. and i'm obligated to cover for my own ass and protect myself from what other people say. and then there's those men and those women, and somehow i'm supposed to do this and that and many other STUPID MEANINGLESS duties just to make sure i'm PROVEN innocent.

i tell u what - i don't give a damn. i'm tired i want to rest i just want to finish my work, all my crazy assignments, get over those exams and sleep a hundred years.

i'm sick of people giving half who tell me i don't give enough. i've stopped this that everything i neglect those people and my piano is so damn rotten now. my fingers don't play music anymore, my voice is not for singing, my life is just 'i'm so busy and tired' and i live to be moulded into someone else's ideal updated version of Allison Koh. PLS u might as well just kill me because my life has lost everything dear to me other than God and u still want more.

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that woman and that man

she who is to love me most just said i'm ugly today...

the man who walks with me made my day, regardless of how horrible it was... today.