Will you help me?

He finally found a direction to walk towards, no longer the rash, hot-headed boy with frequent mood swings. I'm happy as long as he's happy.

I don't really know the direction I'm heading towards. My heart refuses to give all this time, after being drenched by countless times of self-inflicted, self-brought agony and mutilation. I'm still the ultimate liar in this game, the betrayer of myself. I'm destined to lose out in this game called love. I can no longer find someone who's convincing enough to stop me from giving up on myself. I no longer possess the blind courage I used to have, neither will I find a direction out. Unless you show me how to.

I'm the ultimate tech-phob, so that's really bad news for my new love of my life, my PSP. It's the ultimate Prince Charming of all gaming devices, I'll say. Guess my King (a.k.a my Yamaha classical) and my other Prince Charming (a.k.a my acoustic)will have to take a backseat for a while.