Such deep and dark secret I've been hiding
Such bitter and poisonous hatred I've beein having
Can be released now and never to seen
Can be forgotten now and never to reminisce

I've haven't been touching my blog recently.

I've been busy studying for my PMR, a government exam for every Secondary 3 student.

Managing 3 blogs isn't easy, to tell the truth.

I've been through a forest full of thorns, that ripped my clothes and scratched my pale white skin.

Betrayal.

A noun I hate so much, a noun I depise.

Betrayal, done by 2 of my friends.

I laughed at myself, pitying me for being such a fool.

To believe others, to see others as people who care for me truly.

Rubbish.

I've fell down into a forest of thorns, pushed down by people who tend to end my life.

But they did not.

I struggled through life and death, and escaped from death's clutches.

I now live, and standing straight and tall.

Both of them tried to gain back my trust, but they shall not.

For they don't worth my trust.

I shall wipe away memories of fake smiles and comforts, sweet lies and praises...... They are criticism borned in a form of positive language.

I fell, I hurted myself, I struggled, I was saved. James the Vampire pulled me up, hugged me tight and ran out of the Forest of Thorns, back to the Dark Nights.

I shed tears not worth to be shed, I fell on his shoulders.

He holded me tight, soothed me, sealed them with such what the mortals called Love.

I questioned his sincerity, for I don't want to be pushed down the mountain again.

I shall trust no one but myself, and my Father.