A Midnight Ballet Story

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When this time I really broke down,

Saturday, May 15, 2010 @ 12:59 PM

I typed something very long and I deleted it.
So tired. Eyes swollen. Expressionless face. Lost of direction.

I don’t know what to do now. I just don’t want things to end.