Frustration

It seems that i can't tell anyone anything anymore.

when somethings are meant to keep a secret it spreads like wild fire.

i don't know who to trust or believe in.

can only depend on myself.

but as someone said.

"its not good to keep things bottled inside"

but then again.

where ever i post my feelings or something on somewhere.

someone will find it.

and it bothers me a lot sometimes.

i hate life sometimes.

so now its time to be a shadow.

DX

where no one will know things.

and i'm stalking you.

=X

A friday night alone is so sad and boring.

playing rage games with people who are hundred thousand of kilometers away.

i feel like something is missing in my life.

it feels like there is no one here for me.

now i understand how daddeh feels.

Damn it.

But before coming home was okay, had fun hunting with friends and fooling around in school.

once i reach home is just sad.

and my period is not helping me either. =A=

I just want to be happy.

but there is always something blocking me from happiness.

enough of being emo.

i have to move on.

on another note , fasting and ghost month is coming.

Have fun~

Thank you

Thank you for the time you have spent with me the past week.

i enjoyed it.

though it was short, it was great.

but the past week made me see you differently.

point is , i had notice that you can't handle me well.

so that why i didnt want to continue it.

more problem will arise.

i'am sure of it.

i'm sorry for causing more hurt.

i could feel that you were about to cry after we departed yesterday.

and i saw u said sayonara.

its time to move forward again.

Thank you.

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" its time to keep your dolls dear" said mother.

i looked up to her with teary eyes, but why, why would she want me to keep my most beloved doll. i could not understand her. but i had no say. dragging my doll down the hall way thinking about the times we had together, tears slowly flow down my cheeks.opening the basement door i saw that chest i had once open to found joy. slowly walking towards that chest, i felt regret. i was unwilling to let him go but i had to. it wont do both of us good. slowly i unstrung him with more regret with every pull. slowly pulling it apart, placing part by part in to the chest. as the last piece entered the chest , a river of tears flowed.

"thank you"

i closed the chest.

and left the room with out any regrets.

Not in the good mood.

I found out i got a D for my UT 1.

/rage.

well maybe cause i dont even understand wtf little prince is about.

now u make me watch a fucking movie with is retarded.

i sense i'm going to fail bad.

i rather write a story then answer question from a movie which involve people with dual personality and memories erasing shit.

i'm stressed enough.

Then more things start to pop up.

i cannot deal with so many things happening at the same time.

i need a real bad stress reliever.

head hurts so bad now.

INB4 i go insane.

just want to say.

thank you for being there for me but i cant accept your feelings.

both of you.

please stop fighting.

it wont do me and you any good.

and no pushing me to anyone.

ur making ur own life difficult like this.

lets all be friends until i sort my life/feelings out.

fucking hate life.

fucking screwing with me.

KTHXBAI