Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming there under,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.

- William Morris

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// Wednesday, January 4

i'm ill. and i'm terribly ill. but i'm in a mess. and i don't want any help, no. 'cos i love myself. and i wanna depend on myself.

i really should get down to doing some homework. i really should. or else it'll just keep piling up. but my mind ain't ready to absorb.. how can i curb that seriously. damn it, words are cheap. and there's no motivation for me to study.

i cried really hard today. inside and out. i had my back to the toilet's cubicle door and i cried.

i should make some earrings. get my mind off things. but then again, there's homework. and my body's aching. so bad. and i don't wanna depend on those pills. 'cos i love myself. and i wanna depend on myself.

here i come School. here i come..

ciao.

scripted at 11:11 PM