#upsetday

My soulmate doesn’t like either men or women, human or animals. I don’t know when she lost her ambition and dream. She doesn’t have life goal, but she doesn’t have reason to die. She just...lives, because she can breath. She’s like a zombie.

I cry for her, for me. I’m not reason for her to alive anymore. We used to dream that someday we could visit China together. We used to want to feel the cold of French together, or drinking German beer.

What’s happend with her? What’s happend with me? I know life’s hard. But we need somethings that make we live. Now hers is gone. Forever?

But I won’t give up. I can’t give up.