Sunday, October 12, 2008
ran away again after fighting.went cityhall, waited for 1 freaking hour,
emoing at the staircase all alone.
i must have used a whole packet of tissue papers today.
constantly looking upwards in the mrt, i didn't want the tears to flow freely.
and then it dawned on me.
even though i might have tonnnes of friends, i felt alone.
very lonesome .
i had no one to actually reach out to when i was at my lowest .
i then realised, i really have no one.
i don't have siblings to rely on.
no friend who would do anything for me.
no boyfriend to listen to all my whining and complains .
i just realised.
no one actually loves me. ):
A very disturbing realisation indeed.
everyone just says i'm always there for you and all that sh*t.
but do they really mean it from their bottom of their heart?
Definitely not.
i'm sick of being so nice to people.
and giving in, and tolerating all their f*cking shit.
i'm gonna live for myself from now on.
& no one is gonna get their a$$ in my way.
damn the hypocrites , liars and bunch of selfish people.
& if you spread rubbish about people and not tell the whole story, and you're a guy,
you have no f*cking balls. ( I'M REFERRING TO ONLY ONE PERSON)
the above does not apply to Tasvita, who is always there for me whenever i need her.
A random call on a Sunday afternoon, & she came out for me.
thanks bitch, love you alot . really. (:
