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Friday, February 15, 2008

i m bleeding out digging deeper just to throw it away.

emo emo emo mood. so odd.
its been such a happy day, and den suddenly BOMB.

VDAY. money making day.

nth lovey dovey for as usual.

lonely hearts.

i walk alone.


3:47 am





Sunday, February 03, 2008

i used to always have one person to share EVERYTHING WITH.

a friend, a confidant.

i have to admit, that person always changes.

but at this point of time,

i find no one.


2:13 am





Friday, February 01, 2008

littlest things you do.

lily allen playing the background, my mood is swinging like a see saw.
its the recent things that have been happening, the little little things that people do to me that make feel this way.
sometimes i begin questioning myself, do they really like me?
or am i just a clown you don't want to lose?

i feel like i'm not important anymore. hardly no one waits for me. no one.
i used to be the "favourite"? but now, my room is just the goodies room.
how can i know much lesser than someone that is not even around?
why is it that everytime i come back to my room, i feel so alone?
thats why i feel that maybe they just talk to me coz i'm there and they don't want to be rude.

if that is the truth, i feel lonelier than ever.

my other friends are with other people.
they don't need me anymore.
they don't confide in me, no one does anymore.
its like i expired.
or i am just not likable after all.
yes, i have issues. issues that never seem to go away.
but but but. this is making me feel so much worse.
trapped in the middle of the four walls, it almost feels like my own little planet.

the thing in my chest, also known as the heart, is as empty as can be.


12:03 am