question is. how well do you know me? you dont even know what i really mean when i say i dont know/bu zhi dao. both have different meanings. you dont even know when i'm really sad, and when i'm not. you dont even know when i cry. you're just... never there.

i suddenly feel that it's a torture, yet it's not. i have many doubts. i dont know what to think anymore.

hi. i have no idea who is reading this, so if you are, can you just let me know? at least i would know whether or not you know anything.