질식사

Please, you're suffocating me. You are pushing me. You are pressurising me.
It was supposed to be something happy, yet you are making me sick. The stress that you give me, deters me. It's not supposed to be this way. Please, don't kill me... You are making me go crazy! 당신이 우리의 우정을 걸고있다. You're hurting me. You make me feel condemned. You make me feel like a lousy person. I need a breather.

To each a level of faith, to each a level of consecration. Pardon me if mine doesn't match up with yours, but please, don't judge me.

My heart, needs to be touched, needs to be refreshed. God, I'm sorry for feeling so.

So many thoughts.

Elison.