What's new? Indeed i got used to your two sided face.
I SAW WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. SAW.
bitch pleasseeeeeee. what am i to you seriously?
I am, AM, so good to you. What you want from me?
Am I, not good enough for you?
Am I, considered a 'bad person' for you?
Am I?
I don't know why, but the last forty minutes seems so much longer than the usual 40 minutes..maybe its because of the no-earpiece-ride-home-and-its-from-Orchard-to-my-house journey, or is it?!
Not yet bursting out but this can't continue.
I;m still very thankful for what I have.
Thought of this: "You're so busy picking up stars, and did not realize that the ground is shattering"
The truth is, I am not the best person in the world and i won't call myself that either.
What makes you think that you can break me so easily without even lifting your fingers?
Who are you to break me when I myself can't even break myself? I can't even imagine...
Writing out feels much better, keep it all inside my head will bring nothing but nightmares.
Nonetheless I have to say that they are all trapping me inside a box, which my existence doesn't really matter.
Sometimes when dramas start to act up, what I want (at least), is to have an escape button.
I don't exactly know when I need it, but when I need it, I really meant it. It is when everything starts to shatter and I need to mend those pieces together again.......I need my escape button.
What I want is to change someone's life, and make someone feel better ever since he/she know me.
Now I know why I can't seem to solve "your problems", because a listener doesn't even do anything....they only listen. Go in from left ear and out from the right. Great.
That's probably why I don't have the habit of telling anyone my problems, I rather keep them to myself.
Back to the timeline, probably the 36th minute at the bridge, I thought about myself.
I think I'm just a scaredy cat, like what you've thought too, cos' I don't face my problems, i let them go (for this instance). And when it comes again, I write again. You may think that its just plainly stupid but this is how I do.
Sometimes I'm amazed of my capability of pretending. Nobody knows what's hurting inside.
I'm just that good at acting.
So i saw this tweet "I wonder which is more pathetic; people who spread rumours or people who believe in rumours." Both are equally stupid.
Those who spread rumours are those who are jealous of you; jealous of your fame, jealous of your everything, whatever they don't have, they want it from you.
"Go find one yourself la!" You think it came so easy like oxygen in the atmosphere?!
Another tweet which goes "Don't you feel lonely sometime? Like (there) is someone who is suppose to be there, isn't there"
Yeah true that. You said you'll be there.....but EXACTLY HOW MANY PEOPLE YOU SAID THIS TO?
You care for the one that you have feelings for BUT do you care for those who have your back, save you when you're LITERALLY drowning and/or already HALF DYING?!
You don't need to explain.
Sorry I'm just like this.
I guess I'm not the one who've lost you, you are the one that lost me..
I need some time to think again. Never, ever trust these people.
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