loserbitch

some of my blisters now revealed
2005-04-12 14:15:40 (UTC)

it's time

feeling disconnected as usual. maybe more than i've ever
been.

dead and cold. dead and cold.

my third grandaunt just passed away. may she be free from
everything this world holds us to.

your heart is the biggest prison.

i need music and happiness. i need to learn not to need
you.

we are both tired. i'll always love you, but maybe it's
time to let go. two days ago, i thought it was over. but
it wasn't. now, i'm not so sure. i can't take your
anger, your dissatisfaction. not anymore. i'm never
gonna be whatever you want me to be. so let's just live
our own lives now. i'll move out and you can concentrate
on your thesis. you won't have this deadweight around
anymore. i'll get over you one day. maybe two lives from
now. perhaps three.

and please, don't tell me that you love me and hurt me
like that. don't tell me that you need me when you
don't. don't tell me you can envision us spending the
rest of our lives together and then say "i want someone
who's ..."

what happened to our talk on sunday? this afternoon?

guess you should start dating again soon. start looking
for your next girl if you're worried about time. i know
one thing. we were never meant to be. please don't tell
me you can see yourself spending the rest of our lives
together. it hurts.

i'll forget about going down to singapore. just return to
kl and sit in my little blue room thinking about you.

we were suppossed to be happier this semester. think
we're getting worse.

say goodbye...




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