Jcyf94's Blog

What are excuses? What are truths? what am I worried about? What have I done to relieve my agony and their agony? How can I pretend that nothing is going on? What do I do to at least stop further self-destruction? What have I done that had caused such ruckus? What is the most urgent and proper way to clean up and rebuild? What, in the silent scorns and contempts, with real reasons for feeling targeted unknown still, do I do to, as sick as I have to repeat the phrase again, pull myself up by the bootstrap? What has been too late to salvage? What is currently vulnerable but defendable? What is the most efficient way to dust the rusts off and get my engine started? What had been and remain obstacles to getting where I want to be and need to be? What are the inherent contradictions internally? What realistically do I have internally to accomplish how much possible. Who want to see me overcome the crises? Who want to see me collapse thoroughly? Who can I trust? Who should I beware? What at this moment can I do to jump start, or keep afloat? How do I speak to my family, let alone take care? How much damages have they taken without their knowledges? How much damages have I taken? What do We do if we are already been pronounces expendable and disposable? How do I consolidate myself to cause the greatest damage possible to potential predators to force them to back off? How much am I really worth in the eyes of the human gods and kings? How much do I hate to be stuck here physically and mentally? How do I counter being denied the fuels to march forward? How deep am I really willing to go I order to procure my life necessities? How much further must I endure to stay alive, sane and healthy? Who did this to me, I ask again? What am I prepared to do in return? Why do I always wake up with ache and dizziness? Why do I want to stay awake and get things done? Why can’t I get anything done instead? How can I near to live in this roach and fly infested garbage pile of an apartment with infrastructure broken down? Why am I so stupid that I dare

What are excuses? What are truths? what am I worried about? What have I done to relieve my agony and their agony? How can I pretend that nothing is going on? What do I do to at least stop further self-destruction? What have I done that had caused such ruckus? What is the most urgent and proper way to clean up and rebuild? What, in the silent scorns and contempts, with real reasons for feeling targeted unknown still, do I do to, as sick as I have to repeat the phrase again, pull myself up by the bootstrap? What has been too late to salvage? What is currently vulnerable but defendable? What is the most efficient way to dust the rusts off and get my engine started? What had been and remain obstacles to getting where I want to be and need to be? What are the inherent contradictions internally? What realistically do I have internally to accomplish how much possible. Who want to see me overcome the crises? Who want to see me collapse thoroughly? Who can I trust? Who should I beware? What at this moment can I do to jump start, or keep afloat? How do I speak to my family, let alone take care? How much damages have they taken without their knowledges? How much damages have I taken? What do We do if we are already been pronounces expendable and disposable? How do I consolidate myself to cause the greatest damage possible to potential predators to force them to back off? How much am I really worth in the eyes of the human gods and kings? How much do I hate to be stuck here physically and mentally? How do I counter being denied the fuels to march forward? How deep am I really willing to go I order to procure my life necessities? How much further must I endure to stay alive, sane and healthy? Who did this to me, I ask again? What am I prepared to do in return? Why do I always wake up with ache and dizziness? Why do I want to stay awake and get things done? Why can’t I get anything done instead? How can I near to live in this roach and fly infested garbage pile of an apartment with infrastructure broken down? Why am I so stupid that I dare