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I FEEL NEUTRAL
Part of me just wants to find the right
words to hurt you the same way you hurt me.

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Jealousy, turning saints into the sea, swimming through sick lullabies
Friday, July 16, 2010 @ 1:00 AM


Its been 10 days since i actually blogged, probably the longest time i'm away from blogger. :-) Im tired, physically and mentically. It started out with a kiss. How did it end up like this. Spent 900+ within this month, month hasn't even ended yet. Low on cash at the moment. Fucking ez-link card cost me another $31. Keep shopping. Eveywhr i go must buy at least 1 piece if not i dun feel satisfied. Been eating out for practically every meal too. Cleaned up my closet last night. Realized how many things i've nv worn and yet i dunwan them anym. Gave most to Sheryl, gna donate the rest since im tooooo lazy to update blogshop.



You ask me why I like you, and it’s really something I can’t put into words. Maybe it’s because you make me happy all the time. Maybe it’s because you know how to keep a conversation with me. Maybe it’s because you got me thinking about you before I go to sleep and after I wake up. Maybe it’s because I can be myself around you. Maybe it’s because you bring the best out of me. Maybe it’s because I can spend hours on the phone with you talking about the stupidest things. Maybe it’s because I can never get enough of you. Maybe it’s just because you’re just being yourself, and I’m slowly falling for you.

U knw, day after day i still ask myself why u left me. Sadly i dun have the answers. Maybe if i wasn't me, you'd like me more. Yeah that must be it. HA HA HA. I like talking to myself, how sad.

YOG tdy, didn't go agn. Can't bring myself to go and anywz mummy told me i wouldn't hv to go. :-) Yipee yipee yeah yeah. Hahahahah.

I hate it when like you use to talk to someone loads and really get on, really close whatever, then like for some reason or another you guys stop talking and just grow apart then when months later you try talking to that person and it just doesn’t work. The conversation just dies and you can’t really talk anymore much, and you don’t have the friendship you once had. Only the memories.

Story of my fucking life, i hate this to the fucking max. -'- I wna tell 'em so badly but i won't, i can't. Imagine someone u used to be close to but nt anym, they tell u they miss u and all this. Maybe some of u will admit it too. But i knw they wont care, they wont say anyth, they wont even care, they hv other things to deal with, they dun need me anym, they broke their promises. It hurts to be replaced ~ It hurts. A lot.

Long enough? Heck yeah.