Let me assure you that I know the internal schematics of the Klingon Bird of Prey more than you do!
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Trekkies in Malaysia comes in all shapes and sizes.
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Why bother using stamps when we can just use the transporter to send these signed postcards to Mr. Leslie Moonves
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Just remember this is not real… We are in a holodeck, people!
I've been very busy lately. Writing, of course.
For the umpteenth time, I have told myself to love my own self first before caring for others. But It seems that I've betrayed myself once again. And again, I've put myself in a position where I slowly fall into the abyss of depression.
Why can't I just listen to my heart and say 'No, I will not let you hurt me again like that'?
I am not a tree stump, but it seems that I'm being treated like one. Probably worst. I'm like a nameless shadow. I'm just there to exist in the background. I'm not asking for much. I just want to be treated as if I'm still alive. But even that is too much for me to ask for…
I hate the waiting. The uncertainty. The feeling that I'm not appreciated for everything that I've done. I can't even cry for help, for I don't know who to trust anymore.