nonono it was not fine

Guilt, guilts and more guilts.

I pretend that the guilt vanishes but it actually just hides in the dark corner of my heart. I can't breathe, I need air, I need a break. It's only the beginning of March but I already feel like dying. I tried, I tried not to make the same mistake, it still happened eventually. I couldn't prove my trustworthiness.

Point the finger here, guilty is charged.