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Tuesday, August 28
I dont see what's the pt of having a fuckin' cheebye blog,whereby i have to worry what i write would affect people's thinkings of me,ppl finding fault with me and blah blah blah.im really sorry. In one way or another. There are many things to be left unsaid. Especially under these ugly circumstances,it would seemed highly hypocritical to offer any nice consoling words.Really. Im so overtaken by a series of emotions.EMO! Why do i feel so affected by just merely this? Ever since the last,i have worst-case scenarios jabbing into my mind constantly.This may sound perverse,but maybe right from the start and till now,i wasnt secure.Sometimes,i really hate my frigging ''kindred spirit'' for this kind of situation.I know if i continue being such a 'weighting down my conscience' girl, it would spell the end of it.Stop all ur pretenious acts and start being a real person.
9:00 PM
