.:: Kid’s Ice-Box ::.

Everyone has their limit, so do I. For my friends who knows me, I am one person who have tolerated with everything they’ve thrown at me. Sometimes the jokes they give me hurts, but I kept smilling and act like its okay. Some of them might not notice, but I’m a very sensitive person. Sometimes even when their is a problem and the mistake is obviously theirs, I admit its mine. I cover up for people. I let people looked down upon me so everyone can be happy. I let people make a fool out of me so everyone can be happy. I let people unleashed the dragon and allowed them to thinking their right I’m wrong.

All I wanted to be was a nice guy.

A friend.

I kept slient for so long. I thought it wouldn’t bother me, but who am I fooling. I’m the one who is sufering. Yet, I still continue to keep quiet.

Not anymore.

I feel like I can’t keep up anymore.

I am at my limit. I can’t keep on like this.

Why does people treat me like this ? Its it wrong to be a nice person ? Why do people take my feelings and emotions for granted ? Why ? WHY ???

Right now I really feel like pulling my hair, ripping my skin of my flesh, kill and beheaded people while I play and laugh like a madman in their pool of blood.

I will not promise anything, but this is the last time, THE LAST TIME I will give a chance. If it remains the same, if I am treated the same way…

…

Then thank you for everything, farewell, and goodbye.