Monday, September 10, 2007

eff la i am sick of bloggin abt my depressing life. i'm just using him as an excuse for this pathetic emotional state that i am in now when i am actually fully capable of being in charge. i shud stop being such a bitch to mself n do something. eff. just eff. n i effing dunno how to do my tutorial.

i dunno if it's made matters worse tt the weird sp or peace-out actually asked owen for my number. owen actually thinks the jerk is a pretty nice guy. what the eff la. somehow it feels like my fren pangseh-ing me sia but frens dun have the right over hu they're frens r frens with. n we dun have the right to judge their friendship really. so fine, there it is.

this seems like the times when he abandons me on purpose while keeping plans to himself...where after a while, he finally initiates a meetup to ask for a breakup properly. just that e plan above didn't go as said last time bcz i being the concerned gf tt i am, decided to call n ask wad was wrong n if there was anything i could do to help him out. n banG the breakup ensued over the phone. yea. just that this time, i'm not calling. so we shall wait n see. sigh.


my heartstrings
are hanging from your words
and they're hanging from ur lips
hanging
hanging
hanging

and when you move your lips
my heartstrings are scattered asunder.




what am i to feel when you say that everything will be beter now?

Posted by s t a t i c at 9:44 PM