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Tears.

Saturday, September 19, 2009,2:28 PM

Holiday sucks. Seriously. All i do is stare at the text book. And i'm bored like shit. And i cannot use the freakin' computer twice. And i have to give up watching Boys Over Flowers. And i cannot go shopping. And i have to attend tuitions. And i cannot seem to finish the maths homework. And countless of things. Okay, actually it's not that bad. I'm half-exaggerating. (:

Gotta tuition in about, few hours time. Yikes, bc again. Sorry to say but i don't really have stuffs to update these days. You're probably gona read about exam exam exam study study study bored bored bored dozens of time. To compensate for the lack of updates, i shall update some strange pictures. =P

For me, there's some eerie, creepy feel for some of those pics, others are amazing where i would do a double-take at it and smile. (:

P.S. I didn't watch Bleach for 2 days already. Darn, i miss Bleach!

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Do you know that it hurts when you said that?
You may said it out of humour, but it hurts because deep down i know it's the truth.
At that moment, i wanted to scream at you.
I wanted to shout at you and say that what you said about me can be applied on yourself, too.
But i didn't.
I didn't because i didn't want you to go through this feeling.
This feeling that the sadness too great can destroy you within seconds.
This feeling that you need to build a wall around yourself, making yourself numb from reality, telling yourself 'I don't care' when it's so obvious that you're lying.
This feeling that you lay crumpled by fear, scared and alone.

You judge me even before i finish saying what i was saying.
You made an assumption even before you know what had actually happened.
I wanted to tell you. Really, i wanted to tell you so much.
But i didn't. I had to force my words back.
I had to. Because i didn't want to ruin anything anymore.

Anxiety choked me. I can't sleep. I can't breathe.
I can't do anything except to cry.
I cried to the point that my eyes aches along with my heart.
I cried to the point that there's no more tears left for me to cry.
But you did not know.
Even if you knew, you wouldn't care, would you?
You wouldn't give a damn.

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