dianDiam

A few years ago, I still could be a Mr. Brightside. No matter happened, although here was a f*cking long dark cave in front of me, I faced it all. But now, it’s something very hard to do.

Health? It’s easier getting worst today.

Mind? ….barely thinking.

Job? None.

Income? Absolute zero.

Girlfriend? None for the last 1,5 years.

Her? I lost in the past stories.

Friends? One by one getting far away from me.

Oh great!

Where’s the story morning glory that I used to have? Where did the Mr. Brightside vanish? Will somebody turn the lights on and then the Mr. Brightside shines on again?

I ain’t claim to be perfect. I ain’t claim the headlight. Just give me a chance or bring me a reason. It’s enough to be a star of which can guide me to the Mr. Brightside. That’s it.