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