i realise i trust too easily, i believe too easily.

i felt cheated.

i feel disgusted at this point abt how fake you are, and seriously i dont know which words you had said are true.

feel seriously sick that i even put you in consideration.

so all along a theft is calling "catch the theft!!"

wow

impressive.

well, fair enough.

you wont even be the last person i ever wan to be heard off even if it's end of the world.

well done.

history.

:)

oh good news. 18april is the mark of my new life.

all thanks to my dear dennis chew chin hwee!! ahhahas.

thanks for being with me all this while and accept who i am baby. really appreciate alot for all you had done for me. insisting on being by my side when i ask you to leave. insisting that one day i will see what you had done for me. and i finally see it. :)

baby is slping on my bed, gotta wake him up in an hour time so he can catch the first bus home. poor baby. both of us is so so so broke till we have to think what to eat for the next meal. sob sob. we shall persever tgt!! lalalala. no worries, i believe we will get through it tgt one day. lol.

ouch i need to keep myself awake. zzzz freaking feel like slping alr.

i realise my blog timing abit cock up. -.-

things being going through my mind, surprisingly i have no idea what when though my mind at all.

just blank, real blank.

i chose to escape, i chose to run. and i'll run forever.

take real care

i wont be around to hurt you deeper, for i'm a minor.

i fuck myself real hard.

yes i did.

it doesnt matter anymore.

i went back to the prawning place. the place i being trying to avoid for sometimes. i realise, somehow or somewhere, there's still sight of your shadow lingering around like a wandering soul. out of somewhere, the taste of bitterness came biting into my heart.

i dont know who you refering to about in your blog. it could be me, or someone new who came into your life who bring you hope rather then the pain i cause to you.

i guess it's retribution, cause i, myself, cant walk out of the heartbroken moment i had caused to us.

i thought burning the photos helps, i thought keeping the stuff in the corner of the room helps, i thought moving on with my life and trying my best not to hear or know anything about you helps. but i still cant kick the habit of having polar to make me sleep peacefully everytime.

can i dont think about you? no i cant. but i'm trying not to. i'm trying to tell myself i dont miss you. but truth cant be beaten.

let me stay this way, for you are better without me, for i can make do being like this alone. i dont have a choice.

i guess i'll be fine alone. just me alone.

i still pray for you. be happy, be well.

:)

some how i feel fuck up about some part of my life. yes i do. i seriously fucking do.

let it be. i cant be bothered anymore. there nth i can do. so be it.

i'm killing my own soul for your marcy.