The thrill was gone, and now I only have two eyes to see and a heart to feel. It had been the most heartbreaking week ever. I thought I had experienced the worst things in my life, yet after I looked up somewhere, I just knew that they was just a piece of sand on the shore. They almost mean nothing. I started the week with a greater smile, then I ruined up everything with a very big deal, I ended up a Monday with a shouting to my parents like a dog barked to its owner. Who would have thought that hearing and seeing your parents quarreling along the night would relieve your feeling? I only say: pathetic. They just ruined my fabulous dream to flee somewhere. Even I thought a razor would end up everything but I failed to tear my veins apart, because I am no big tiger. Then I spent Tuesday on the road, a long trip to a city where the mountains and the beach are friends. On a duty, I tried to forget last night quarreling and they were just gone. Sadly, a terrible separation pushed me to a state of blaspheming myself. On a bus, where I was supposed to get a girl to reflect, I have missed that chance and I regretted that all around. Wednesday floated with remorse. Thursday I went to a town of dream, where my heart used to be stitched up, with a desperation and thousand hopeless thoughts. Friday, I fell fast asleep. Then, Saturday dumped me out with a heartbreaking story. I didn't know why, I didn't even fall with this girl but hearing such truth shocked me. This week's supposed to be the hardest days of my life, but when I woke up and realized; My time is billion times easier than anyone. I just knelt down and hoped everything is just a game, which I can always reset anytime I want. But they're not...
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