Wow, what an awful day today.

I just try to explain myself and this is all I get from you. Maybe sms-ing you is wrong.
I know to you I seems stupid and I am stubborn and I never learn and so on and so forth.
To you, I am just bullshitting.

But have you really sit down and really ask me properly why would I want to do that,
before you scolding me and saying me bullshitting? Did you really sit down and listen to me. explaining my feelings and the reason I want to do it? Do you know each and every sms you reply hurts so bad? Maybe what I want to do is really stupid, but why cant you let me tell you how I really feel only you tell me maybe I really shouldn’t do that. Why must you scold me to such extend?

You are disappointed and unhappy with me. You keep saying I don’t learn. You say that I choose to think of unhappy stuff. You really think I wanna be so unhappy?
When I saw what you wrote, I try to think of happy stuff. But I can’t think of any. Yah, this might seems to be a bullshit to you again. What happy stuff? Happy stuff like going for a movie and yam cha? Think of those stuff? I try to think so hard what happy moments I have. Yes, there is quite a lot for the pass few years, the time where me and him together. Thats the only happy things I can think about. But when things end this way, do you think I can be happy?
I thought you know it, very clear that this whole incident rarely makes me happy anymore.

You think I choose to be unhappy? You think me having depression is because I am stubborn?
Do you think if I pretend to be happy, it will be better?
You really really think I wish to be unhappy and I want it this way?
And I didn’t thought I am the only person with sadness, just that I cant control my sadness.
What you want me to do? Is acting happy the way?

And, I didn’t decide the thing will make me regret. I am considering it. I am trying not to make myself regret, that is why only I think. Its not like I’m getting it done the next second. I am still thinking. I did really think, but of course to you, my thinking is not thinking at all. Why can’t you talk nicely to me, just like a friend suggesting me to get a temporary one and see the feeling first before I really go get a permanent one. Why must you be so harsh on me?

Each of the sms you send me bring tears to my eyes. I eat with my friend, I talked to him and I cry. He asked me why am I crying. I cant answer him exactly but I am very very sad. No, its not because of ‘him’ that I’m crying. I asked myself, somehow its because of you.

Always and always I try to explain my feeling to people, explaining what I am thinking. But most of the time people just don’t get me and think I sucks. But you, the one who knows everything, the one who I’ve talked to all this while no matter I’m sad or happy, I thought you will understand me.
But until the end of the day, none understands me.
What brokes my heart is that even you don’t understand my feeling. Even you thinks that what I’m saying is pure cock.

Wow, wow, wow. What a great wake up slap. Now I know none of you people understands me at the end of the day.
I know by now, you still thinks that I’m bullshitting. No longer matters, I’m tired of explaining already. If you think I am like the way you think I am, then continue. I am really tired.

My blog, is a place for me to put down my journeys, and my thoughts.
I used to write my feelings into my diary and now I’ve substitute it with this blog.
But I think this might be a rather stupid act because what things I say, people will thinks that I am bullshitting. I am not allow to be unhappy.

I don’t think I ever want to put down my thoughts in this blog again. Really very heartbreaking when you just want to try to make people understand your feelings when in the end what you get is people telling you that you are stupid.
Telling people how I feel, what I think is probably not what you guys wanna see.
I just try to be true but I guess that is not needed.

Sometimes you people ask me not to blame myself but at the same time you people are fucking me.
Guess in the end, it is still my problem. Yah, my problem.
I cannot be unhappy in front of people. I will just keep that to myself and only myself.
For this blog, I’ll just post some retard camwhore pictures or maybe nothing at all.

And thanks for all your fucking and bullshitting and stupid and all.. It did really slap me hard to realize that even you will not understand me, what more other people.
Its up to you if you do not want to care about me anymore. If you want a bye, then bye.

P/S: Might be my last stupid post of what I’m thinking. I should go and search for a new diary.

Wow, good job and well done. You are really excellent. The thinking of you and me together just makes me wanna puke. I deny and deny, that you are not like this. But I cant hide it anymore when someone just tell it straight to my face what kind of a person you are.

You are a stranger to me now, I know nothing about you.
But well, truth to be told I’ve never know you anyway. Never.
What kind of a person you really are? The question I always ask myself.
But today, I don’t wanna know because I already know it.

I was shocked at first, I feel like crying. Why would you want to do that to me?
My feeling is none of your concern, right? Do you feel happier this way?
You know you are wrong in some way, do you? Or do you not?
Telling people about what I’ve done wrong so that it makes you seem a little nicer?
So that you are not the wrong one? So that I’m the one who causes all this?

I know, just so that people see you as the pity one and see me as the bitch. Just so that you will feel better when no one puts the blame on you.
People will believe what you say, they will. I prefer to not tell people is not because I don’t want people to know that I am wrong. I hide a lot of things from people just to protect you and me. For us. But I guess this is a rather stupid thinking. I’ve learn that you don’t have to really be a nice and good person to look nice. All you have to do is tell it off to people first, so that they hear your part of story and pity you. Very clever step.

It doesn’t matter anymore whether how these people sees me. Yes, I am wrong. Yes, I’ve done wrong. Yes, I admit and live with it. What about you? You hide everything, you hide what you have done in the past. You don’t even have the guts to stand up and admit your wrong. All you do is deny.
I really have the great eager to tell it off to people just like what you did. Better still, to show off those gross pictures. But on second thought, I don’t wanna be like you.

I know I’m wrong and I want to make the rest of my life right. I don’t wanna continue being wrong. I don’t wanna be like you, doing all the wrong things and hiding it. You know what you have done in the past. You know it very well. I don’t need other people to know it. Its ok if you think what you did isn’t wrong. Its ok if you didn’t realize it and didn’t even try to change. Its ok if everyone thinks that you are right and I’m wrong.

Just make sure you can sleep well along with the guilt every night. Oh, maybe you don’t feel guilty at all.
I know what I am doing and I am aware of it. I really don’t wanna be like you.
After knowing what you’ve did and what you’ve said, I really see the truth.
I do believe in Karma. I’ll just wait and see.

You don’t have to believe me. Other people don’t have to believe me. As long as I believe in my own self, its good enough.
You will no longer be my concern.

P/S: I know what you see me as. I was once your toy, but I no longer will be.
This will be the LAST!