.Sunday, July 22, 2012 ' 10:50 PM
wishing for the impossible,
that made me moved on.
my days seems to be so numbering, dying anytime.
to those people who asked me out during weekend, so deeply sorry.
i just don't feel like going out. Firstly, no money. Secondly, no mood. Thirdly, face burst.
what i mean by face burst is my pimples all burst out, cool. So i rather stay home.
nobody can see the ugly face of mine, so sick of my face. Can i just go plastic surgery,
or take in any injection that wouldn't let me grow pimples? Freaking hate, i swear.
well well well, my job contract left 1 month plus. So what should i do after that?
shake leg like a taitai at home and wait for the money to drop from sky, or trees?
now my top priority are to earn more money, takecare of my parents.
other things like friendship, relationship to me doesn't matter anymore.
these two things used to be so important to me, but lesson learned after another.
i changed my mindset, living in this stupid society, no money = no talk.
the worst moments in life:
1. not getting a text back.
2. " i'm fine ".
3. cancelled plans.
4. having a great day, only to ruined by someone.
5. burning your taste buds.
6. feeling sick and tired.
7. " i'm sorry, what was your name again? ".
8. not getting enough sleep.
9. turning to radio station to the end of a good song.
10. being ignored by people you care about.
11. feeling alone in a room full of people.
12. failing on a test you studied so hard for.
13. crying yourself to sleep.
14. not being missed.
15. being replaced.
i know it's a question you probably don't want to answer, but i just want to ask
why did you give up on me?
we're too young for this. It sucks falling for someone, getting attached,
getting used to them "always" being there.
the pain of heartbreak is more overwhelming than the feeling of "love" itself.
it's fun when everything is all good, but once it all turns to shit,
it was never even fucking worth it.
it's better to have nobody, than to have someone who is half there,
or doesn't want to be there. Sometimes i still wonder why things happened the way they did.
i hate missing someone,
and knowing they actually don't give a fuck.
