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And you pray everyday for the pain to go away but it never did ♥


Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Really moody now.

I don't know why. I mean, I know I've friends. But still yea..

Wengkit's going around mindfucking people. Have to tweet to him tmrw. While he's online. Hopefully I'd remember.

Honestly?

'She's a mind fucking bitch. She'll mind fuck you'
Look who's talking. Look who's the one mindfucking now. Look who's the one.

Wengkit, why are you being two faced now? Do you know when we grow up to work, we all have to be two faced. Why are you sacrificing your youth for this? Is it worth it? Apparently, yes.

I don't know.

I'm really confused now. Eyes swollen. It's tiring.

I got cheered up a bit while texting him though. Hahaha.

It's okay. I can't type anything now. I'm really confused. Feel so fucked up.

Fuck you, Wayne Chng. Seriously fuck you. I trusted you yknow... I fucking did, bitch. I feel so stupid. I keep on believing you. Now, please fuck off from my life. Idw to hear anything anymore. I feel damn fucked up. I'm damn confused. Go on, listen to your son, listen to your Wengkit. Idw to give a fucking fuck to you anymore. I'm done. You can just go do whatever shit you want & don't fucking expect me to give a fuck. Cause you didn't. You said you'll be here for me, you said you'll always believe me. Wow. Look what happen. You ask me why I can't stop cutting. Now I'm gna ask you, why is it so hard for people to keep one mother fucking promise. If you're gna just fuck up that promise, then well, you shouldn't even promise anyone in the first place. It's okay. I'm used to people leaving. I'm used to you leaving & coming back. But trust me, the next time you come back, don't expect me to be the same. Cause I honestly can't trust you anymore. You just tells everything to Wengkit. Very fun is it? I fucking trusted you, dude.

You ask me why I can't stop cutting. I ask you, why can't people keep promises.

They say they wouldn't leave
But they still did


Cheryl Baby'Piglet ♥

Don't underestimate the amount of pain someone must be in to drag a blade across their skin
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal

13March2013