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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Thursday, July 29, 2010



O N E I'm tired of fighting all night long. It has been a week now that we have been fighting like every night. Literally babe. Something wrong will come up. Shitt lah. I hate it so much. I want your attention. No, I N E E D your attention. I love your lame jokes and those stupid weird yet cute face you always makes. I thought it was going to get better but i was wrong. Something changed alright and i don't like it one bit. I know you're busy with your stuffs and i can't help it if i miss you like effing much and it hurts so bad. I miss those late night calls when you would say all those sweet words and keep calling me names. I miss those times when you chased me around and tickle me non-stop. It's so different now. I know, partly it was my fault. I'm not the girl you used to love): I don't feel like i'm needed. It is like as though, my life means nothing to you. Your words really hurt me but who am i to say all that? Nothing feels right, i swear i hate it so much. N I N E.