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Sunday, November 11, 2012

特に。無い。
多分わかからないだろう。


9:57 PM


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Ah so. So the world gonna be like that.

It's the same feeling tonight. The complex feeling of human relationships. Wish I could be non human .


12:20 AM


Thursday, August 18, 2011

誰か 誰か わたしの相場にいてほしい わかってくれってほしい。


2:04 AM

Relationships between humans are such tiring things.
I may be classified as an extrovert cuz I not afraid to talk to pple or rather I see no need to Shy away. But then sometimes it gets so tiring with everything going on that I wished that I was not Human. I wished I didn't need all this.
でもわかんないな。他の人ぜったいわかんない。誰も理解できない わたしの性格わたしの気持ち。つかれた。ずっとこのままにねてほしい。永遠に起きないようにぐらいつかれた。


2:00 AM


Thursday, July 28, 2011

Ok. Yes. It has ended? Between me, her and him? Ok. He should be the first out of the picture since i decided to be out of their little game. And then she. She may think she is right being upset and suffering now but she has no idea the feelings and turmoil that I went through in the past few weeks.
Thanks for the bye bye wave. I chose to stick my hand out and you pushed it away. I never pushed yours away. I just decided to stand still and remain where I am.
I have my stand you have yours.
I may be wrong at some, but at least I had felt guilt. Doubt you did.

What's this primary school tiff. Bull shit seriously. Ultimate stupidity.

The guy too deserves a whacking. If he hadn't screwed up people's mind it wouldn't be like that for two friends.
Kinda sad. I know she didn't choose who ever over who cause that's really a really childish assumptions. I just wished she had given me time.
It's gonna be a regret. I know it. But nothing can be turned back already.


7:11 PM


Friday, July 15, 2011

Today 15 Jun 12.54am.

I decided to record this down. Because it's the first time I have cried for someone else besides my family and those cheesy scenes in dramas.

I know I have cried and maybe I had been holding it in the whole time today. And the whole week last week. The mere thought of them together was disturbing. I promised myself that he would just be a normal friend, but seems as though I have put in more feelings that I should have. It doesn't help that she's laughing it off. It feels that I am the only one suffering. I know shouldn't be thinking like that because I just think too much.
There's no work to throw myself in the next week. Only her who would be tapping on her phone. To him.

Oh. So this is what they call " it" , it's really kinda stupid I couldn't understand it last time when my frens spoke to me about it. But now I do. Does it mean I have grown?

All these love songs that I am listening to only sings about the pain after separation or during the relationship. But mine is already like that before anything. I can't believe I am saying such stupid things. Maybe I will laugh one day when I look back. Or
Just feel the ache that i am feeling now. My statements are so cheesy it stings.


1:46 PM


Sunday, July 10, 2011

Why is it so hard.
Why is it so hard to keep the fucking fingers off the fucking phone.
I am a real life human in ur presence ok.
And it doesn't help when it's the person that I like. Seriously.


3:29 AM


Friday, July 08, 2011

Why is it so hard.
Why is it so hard to keep the fucking fingers off the fucking phone.
I am a real life human in ur presence ok.
And it doesn't help when it's the person that I like. Seriously.


10:03 PM


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