I finally understand why some people resort back to a private xanga after some time. When it gets too public and too well-unknown, secrets cannot be told inside, because it's bound to be related to some of the people who read it. This is exactly what is happening right now.

Should I have kept it to myself afterall? It aches, it aches so much. I'm trying to control myself, excuse me, it's IB in 2 days' time, which is not the correct timing to bother myself with these...

It's so hard to get over.

There are a hundred things I want to say, a hundred things I want to write about. But they aren't coming out in words. All stuck inside which is probably why it's suffocating me right now.

I guess the only thing I can do now, is to stand far away, and send my blessings...