I just wish i could fucking settle down soon. Den every fuck thing can fall into place. No matter how hard i try to, its just not possible. I have no doubt that there is something to take from these experiences coz God lets them happen for a reason. Why do they happen? Can both worlds just exist coherantly?I guess that double happiness is really hard to get. I guess only i'll truely understnd what everything means in this post.
I guess my joy card is of no use coz the only thing when i call is unhappiness so i guess i might just trash it. Its so fucking ironic. Wait... its not mine. I'll just give it back to koba.
I'm going to cook for the first time since i got here. No what i planned but neither has any fucking day here. Instant noodles it is. Not much choice is there. But first, i've gotta wash the fucking utensils.
I was called emotional baggage the other day. Now that i think about it, i dunno what to say. I never thought of it that way. I did reply even before i was told to but i doubt it'll be believed. I cant call back now. Too much mixture. Anger, Pain, Disappointment, Hunger. I gotta let it out.
Just for the jist of today. I din do jack shit. It was a wasted day.
No matter whatever fucked up feeling this is and no matter how far i try to run, i still miss you so bad. But i guess calling dun solve anything. At least not at this point of time. I hope i'll settle down soon.
Guess that being nice to everyone just aint working. If thats the case, i'll jsut be ruthless, i no longer give a fuck about what people think here. I'll treat whoever deserves to be treated the way they should be coz its not moving fast enough to get settled.
Anger and Pain, be my energy.
I guess my joy card is of no use coz the only thing when i call is unhappiness so i guess i might just trash it. Its so fucking ironic. Wait... its not mine. I'll just give it back to koba.
I'm going to cook for the first time since i got here. No what i planned but neither has any fucking day here. Instant noodles it is. Not much choice is there. But first, i've gotta wash the fucking utensils.
I was called emotional baggage the other day. Now that i think about it, i dunno what to say. I never thought of it that way. I did reply even before i was told to but i doubt it'll be believed. I cant call back now. Too much mixture. Anger, Pain, Disappointment, Hunger. I gotta let it out.
Just for the jist of today. I din do jack shit. It was a wasted day.
No matter whatever fucked up feeling this is and no matter how far i try to run, i still miss you so bad. But i guess calling dun solve anything. At least not at this point of time. I hope i'll settle down soon.
Guess that being nice to everyone just aint working. If thats the case, i'll jsut be ruthless, i no longer give a fuck about what people think here. I'll treat whoever deserves to be treated the way they should be coz its not moving fast enough to get settled.
Anger and Pain, be my energy.
