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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

i can't do anything right anymore, can i?
so i guess i'll lay off.
i've tried, that's all i can say.

i guess tomorrow i'll spend all my breaks talking to huiqun about things.
bahh, i really miss wenson.
both he and huiqun were there for me the whole of last year.
and i hope that i'll be able to cry.
like, just make me cry please.
i used to cry fairly easily, at times over the silliest issues.
now, it's like i've been desensitised.
it's bad, cause i want to let the pain out.

maybe i'll run ten rounds or something alone after pe.
bahh, i hate running alone, or doing anything alone for that matter.

whatever.
i'm hurt enough please.
i feel like a raisin.
just a fucking minuscule raisin.
not only drained, but totally dried up.

took a breather at the kitchen window just now.
felt the cool night's breeze.
saw a couple walking along, talking and laughing.
it was bittersweet.
i'm starting to believe that i can only believe in love in dreams.
they only disappoint in reality.

i suck at love, period.

god, help me be able to cry please.

















i wanna go to that playground at west coast.