26 December 2010

i hate it when two person whispers something in front of you.
are you trying to tell me that i am the only damn person who should'nt know your secret or are you telling me that you two are good friends together and i shouldnt be here.

and to you,
stop saying that you treat me as your best friend, that i am the only best friend in your life.
fuck you la.
whenever you say that to me, my hopes get high.
i get so mofo happy please.
but looking at what you do to me, you don't even try to talk to me.
you talked to other people instead. ai si ni somemore -.-
if i treat you as my best friend as well, than i swear every fucking acquittance i see on the street are one too.
at least, i talked to them for awhile.
but for you, its nothing.

i hate my life.
its full of craps. and i am tired of handling craps.
i have so much things that i am feeling everyday, just that i didn't show it or tell it out.
nb -.-

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