Dated : Sunday, March 14, 2010


The masked man wrote,


I feel so stressed up.I feel so cornered.I don't know what I need to do.I don't know what am I doing.I feel so useless.I feel so dead.I am jobless.I don't know if I am going to higher nitec.I constantly have disturbing dreams about her which makes me miss her more.I feel as if a whole truck is right above me and the only thing that is preventing it from crashing down on me is a stick.I don't have a life anymore.I wake up and go to sleep.Like I am waiting for death to come knocking on my door.The walls are collapsing on me.My friends,they don't know what I am going through therefore I can't possibly ask them for help.Who am I suppose to cry on?My family?I have to be strong for them.I have to keep up this act.I can't let ANYONE see that I am crumbling deep inside.My health isn't helping that much.I feel really sick.I don't know whether that I am really sick or is it just my mind and body giving up on me.What is happening to me?I don't know.But the happy smiling me is right now at the moment very very far away.

Dear god,

Help my family,and I promise that you can take me.I don't mind.Really.Please?


Anyway,POKPOK has really been helping me cos basically,she's the only one I am talking to.Literally the only one.Thank you so much POKPOK.Love you so much my baby POKPOK!*hugs*Happy our paths crossed. =)
My DEAREST POKPOK!


The mask is what separates me from being normal.



The Blogger,

"Nobody will unmask me,for it is prophecised. "