Sunday, July 5, 2009

to save you the trouble, can I move out?

well, FML.

just this morning you said to him "eh come on, don't drag her into the picture."

now what? you dragged an additional 3 people into the picture.
1 of whom shouldn't even be involved. and look at you go, could you not see the hurt on her face?

and it hurts like hell. fair?

if you wanna kill the fucker, go ahead and kill the fucker cause i don't give a flying fuck.
just quit hurting her alright. its not her goddamn fault, so you should just stop taking out on her.

and what's the point of "trying" to make it up to her when all you're gonna do is hurt her all over again like what you're doing now?
its just like splitting open a healing gash, letting it heal a little, then repeating the process over.
i lost count.

you see, i really hope its still not too late.
and you jolly well NOT regret what you've done.

sometimes, its best to just let it go.

they say don't turn away from your problems.
i say it depends.

isn't it true though?
sometimes, problems really do solve themselves.
and the more you, or someone else meddle with it, the worse it becomes.

we say why not just go ahead and do it then?
and then she says 'i wish it were that simple'.
don't we all?

anyways, it was a bad day, today.

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recently, things ain't going the way i want them to.
same goes for her.
maybe him too.
and most probably, you too.

why is that?

sighh...

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monday's test sucked like nobody's business.
so bad i wanted to flush myself down the toilet, together with the 160 bucks.
FML

plus common test results are back,
this time, it ain't good. not at all.

and you know, i did practically NOTHING for the entire week.
and i've wasted away the first week of my holidays, i feel so sad i wanna start over.

went out with bestie on friday. and damn. even on that day we don't get no peace.
poor girl's handphone got pick-pocketed. and the person should most probably go **** him/herself and die a slow painful death. tyvm.
hey sweetie!! cheer up alright!! <3

pardon my emo-ness. please.
and hey, you know what?
imma let it go right about now. you should too :)