Just some moments ago, my tears leaped out gently but uncontrollably while I was texting SH.

I guess it was just one of those edges of exasperation all filled in a day and I'm just not able to contain them well anymore.

I often loathe myself for trying so hard not to fail people and yet the bitter truth is that I end up failing myself instead, pathetically.

It seems simple to resurrect the marred soul upon dawn. But when it gets wearied and beaten day after day, what is really left of me?

I can only count on little blessings. Thanks SH. Your words have sedated me very much already.

And I just hope for another better day, again.