Didn’t fell asleep till 2 o’clock last night. Sending message to Xiaomi, cried and cried. But he had no idea about my extreme sadness. I had thought he was the very person that facing whom I needn’t to explain anything, however, I was wrong.

I can’t find any person to whom I’m able to express my inside fluently, even though I don’t utter a word. It is all the sorrow about a single lady. Around me, everyone, every of them seem so busy, dealing with their own biz and their own happiness, yes, of course, as well as their own sadness.

Have to admit that I feel lonely, yes, I feel lonely, extremely and incessantly, every day, every hour, during every stop between my breaths.

This morning, I woke up by the alarm, groggily feeling something was hurting me, not inside as you thought but on the wrist, ah…the damned bracelet. I found quite a shiner on my hand; I know it was because the blood couldn’t run smoothly.

Sometimes, I don’t think I’m a good daughter, a good friend or a good lover. I never know how to share with others, even when I’m trying to do that, my behaviors will seem rather clumsy and like a pretence, I well aware of all of this about myself.

May I pretend to be disappeared for a week? Turn of the mobile the internet, all of these fucking facilities, may I?

Anyhow, it’s a nice day today.