_my love for you;

I'm hurt.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Words cannot describe how I feel right now. Terrible. Like a thousand of tiny needles piercing through my heart.

If I say I don't give a damn about what the comment box said, I'm lying.

I went to school as usual, only to find out that person went about babbling and whining about the incident when I did nothing. I guessed he just wanted people to agree that he wasn't wrong and to pity him. Haiz. I can't do this anymore. I'm going to broke down soon if this continues. So stop it. Please stop it.

I actually thought about the comments that I used to say about you like pig. Maybe I'm being insensitive. But that is because people used to call me a pig last time. But I just took it as my stride coz I feel that pigs are cute. Apparently, you don't think so. If I ever knew this is coming, I won't ever get close to you.

Then, as I reflected about this incident in the bus trip home today, I realised that I felt hurt not coz you said I'm a bitch. But because I regarded you as my friend and you say this time and again. It's really ....

I don't know what to say. I just feeling like releasing the pain I'm feeling when I'm in the bus by shouting out aloud. But it would be so weird. So without knowing why, tears just started to form at the corners of my eyes. And before I knew it, I was crying.

I hate crying. I seriously hate crying. It is so loserish to begin with. Now I finally understand why people will indulge in alcohol and smoking when they are troubled.

Go people. Go. I don't need any of you all to pity with me and say I'm in the right or wrong. It doesn't matter anymore. I don't need any of that. FUCK everybody.

Life simply sucks.

-Sign Off @ 7:40 PM :)

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