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For god sake, i hate 3am-moments.

The time when the eyes wont shut,
Blankly stare the ceiling with so much thoughts.

Fears start to fill in all those empty spaces.
With worries and such dumb regrets.

Idk what will the future give me, myself and all the ppl
around me; positive, negative or some thin line btw them,
that I cannot bare.

I should stop worrying.

I suppose.

Zz.

P/s:

my grammar sucks.

Reality sucks.

My last cuppa sucks.

That song sucks.

That memory sucks.

Everything sucks.

Pfft.