At least 11 years ago, when I was a child, my life was so in serious condition. All the big problems still plugged in my heart. Such as cheated by other children and foolishly by the teacher. Yeah I am so foolish about my earlier life, especially when I was a child. The little tiny dump boy named Yan Bastian was very idiot. Ugly too. I feel like a jack ass. Actually I do not want to remember again, subconsciously. Short and tidy seems like a dummy. It takes you into a nightmare all night long. That bad memoir such blew off my mind fastly.
In every night I am remember that things I want to cry. Tears up on the pillow. Even I forced my cat to gave his hug. Tears up and tears up until out of the fresh blood. Seems like a force murder. It means that I want to end my life right now with any other way. Suicide perhaps.
The most comfortable about my childhood is only when my parents still complete. I am really miss them. Seems like fly into a thousands miles to the sky. My childood’s life was so beast. Many bad sides inside.