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    Thursday, April 30, 2009♥

    after all these while i finally realise something. theres no such thing as 'i cant live without you'. thats all bullshyt i can tell you.

    okay fine. perhaps the first few days would be more difficult to get by, like you cant get to sleep, have no appetite and such, but you definitely wont die without that someone

    i think i.ve thought it over very clearly this time round. i dont wanna hear any more things from you or about you be it true or not. actually i should be thankful that things turned out this way.

    call me a flirt. call me a player. call me a bitch. call me leg on two boats (direct translation). and you people will be wondering "wow suying, when will she ever stop flirting around?" whatever. i dont care anymore. yeah, go on calling me that

    i hate myself for giving you hell, but i jus cant help it. im sorry

    Blogged @ 7:45 PM

    Saturday, April 25, 2009♥

    It's 4plus in the morning and I'm still freaking awake.
    Couldn't get to sleep after drinking.
    People say that drinking helps one to forget problems.
    But why is it that the more I drink, the more clear-headed I get?

    Outta all the shitty things I.ve been through, none is worse than this.
    I thought I could just die there and then.
    If you knew the truth, would you still have hurt me like that?
    Would you at least be feeling a little guilty, or not care at all?
    Till this very second, I still can't believe you did this to me.
    And I hate you for that, I really do.
    I was really blind, so blind.
    Looking back, I realise I.ve been the most stupid fool in the whole wide world.
    If I was at any fault, my only fault is that I trusted you too much.
    You betrayed me time and time again, but I still chose to believe you.
    But this time, it's really over.
    Why must you do this to me?

    What have I ever done to hurt you?
    I feel so useless, so helpless, so lousy.

    From that moment, I knew I was just your toy all along.
    From that moment, I knew I could not trust you anymore.
    From that moment, I knew all your "sorries" in the past meant nothing at all.
    From that moment, I knew it's over.

    I hate you.
    You cause me to hurt him, an innocent party.
    And I hate you for that.
    Cancel my subscriptions, I'm done with your issues.
    Oh and, please forget whatever stupid stuffs I.ve said to you.
    Thinking of it, I feel disgusted.

    Blogged @ 4:38 AM