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Monday, August 2, 2010
@ 3:19 AM

i really dont know what to do le.
the more i look at my folder of our photos, i hesitated.
why cant those days be everyday?
how i envy those couples seem so sweet, so loving.
but ours, totally awesome, best in th world.
im really trying my best.
i dare to say i put in effort to make our convo more lively.
tried my very best to cool myself down although i hate your replies, so cold.
what is this bullshit man?
im a human with feelings, i deserve a better treatment.
at that time, i wanted to forget marvyn, i need time, but did i cold to you?
i know you need time to forgive me, but what kind of bullshit treatment is it?
yes, you got your revenge on me le, now, making it worst?
baby uh, this is not fun, its hell tiring.
i can no longer feel your presence.
your so tired to care bout me, then dont have to care, i can take care of myself.
everytime i make an effort, you have to let me down.
whenever i try to change, you push me to a corner which cause me to raise my voice.
then say i didnt change.
this is repeating without stopping.
the only ones who really know how i feel are my friends.
my sisters, they are there for me, but where are you?
you are my stead, and im always there, what bout you?
even if you cant forgive me, at least be there for me.
be there for me.
its that hard enough?
you want to end this here, its up to you.
last time, i wont have any regrets even if you leave me, cause i did my best.
you scold me fuck cb all over again and only manage to say sorry.
does that help?
i cry endlessly, i cant concentrate in studies, everything fail, not even a single subject pass.
good job.
totally superb.
i would like to apologise if i flare up, cause you are just going overboard.
maybe, if we both calm down, we talk things nicely, maybe.
or maybe, i shall leave tonight.
baby, whatever it is, i love you, hope you work in peace, no sadness..
wo ai ni idiot ..