Throwing out.

I rushed my artwork, my prelim art, squeeze everybit of brain juices while doing research and everything else.
I drowned myself with reviews, revision etc
I meddled with stuff i shouldn't.
I kept myself busy, tired all th time.
Like a stretched rubber band,

I did all these, for what?

Because, i'm so used t it. And if i don't, my mind would be way full of you. How?
Wait Liqing, you shouldn't give up easily..

i need t vent, seriously. But not now.