It's because of nights like these that I wanted to go away. I probably chose to go on an overseas exchange in a moment of heat and now I am facing the consequences. But I'll live... like I always do when I put myself in uncomfortable zones. Being happy or not doesn't really matter much since I am almost perpetually unhappy. I have learnt to keep a lot more things to myself since talking always ended up like this but I think I still deserve to unleash my emotions occasionally whether anyone around me cares or not.
Grh. Now my face is so swollen and ugly... almost like the faces of the death masks I imagined when I read Inferno.
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