my dreams

I know, we have our own ways, its so noisy please!!
im so tired with dream, my dream peoples dream, parents dream, grandma, cousin, brother, friend, uncle, aunt dream, and what ever dreams.

idk its just a selfish in a gene, or a real dreams.
i cant do that, i mean germany?, its made me felt life its so sucks, just for going through our messy life.

im sorry, fuck for u person who always yelling with random words, if i sychopath maybe i will punch u dude!, or kill ur soul, but i must control my self, and its sucks dude, i cant breathe.

please, i need to cry and its hard, fuck it all, their never understand what i felt, their will yelling me and said im crazy and hopeless.

its sucks!

i want to control my self, i dont want the moment or the time control my self. I hate me, i hate u.
i felt like, im denial.
lets make a deep talk, maybe its helpfull (maybe), or i will made a mistaken again, idk.

why, and my parents still told to me for stay and forgeting about my dream, sorry their arent said that, just said, just stay in here.

and take a medical program for ur magister.
what the fucking is that, i know, and the reason if i take that thing, its because of its my destiny, and i want to be me with a (good front of other), but u all know, its sucks.

i want to be what?, idk!

hugga my spirit, i need to crying right now.
maybe its true if im crazy, its true if im hopeless, denial?

hi my friend who read this blogga, maybe u will felt happy when read this coz im dying.
or felt so pitty of me.
sorry i said this, i dont give a fuck.
thanks for make this competition.
i love u so much.

and thanks for my grandma who made a delicious tofu for me, i love u too!