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Thursday, September 17, 2009


i was out with fiona at orchard yesterday. we were supposed to shop ard for more tees as sch reopening but i just couldnt concentrate on shopping. i let my mind wonders, i think of him, i missed him, even though he treats me like shit, i still love him, have tt strange feelings for him. dun ask me why.

i called up his mum yesterday. i told her abt the issue. she can even agree that the past is the past, it's not like im still the same. she promised tt she'll talk to him abt it. but there's no more chance in this relationship. we'll b meeting up tml and that will be the last time. he'll continue with his life, i'll continue with mine.

and of course, like i said, talking to nonsensical ppl is like wasting my saliva. what shit does she know we are going thru. what gives her the right to reprimand me? i dun use to hate you, but from the way u spoke ytd, it makes me irk you. in a relationship, im not comparing who sacrificed more, it's because he was the one who insist he sacrificed more than me. tt's why i brought it up, dumb ass.

i guess right now, i'll continue with my life. i'll open up my eyes to look for a better guy. no hurry, i'll just let them appear in my life. but i wun look for guys online, im not tt desperate.

sometimes when u thought u did the best, they think otherwise.

it feels terrible, i cried, cried out loud not even bothering abt the public. it's when u love someone so much and that's the only thing they can give...

i dun need any other guys shoulder to lean on, i only needed urs. but now what? they are offering, im rejecting. i just dun understand why up till now im still bothered by what u think.

11:16 AM

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