This road is tough, and at the end of the day I have to walk it alone. Turning back is tempting, but no. Let’s make it through.
I’m afraid I can’t hold on much longer. I’m gna have to live with the decision I made.
Movies, I can’t watch them with you anymore. Places, I can’t visit them with you anymore. Food, I can’t eat with you anymore. I’ll miss you, and everything we had. But this is it, here we are at the finishing line.
Just don’t break the promise you made to me. If one day, you should ever forget this promise, I hope it’ll be because you have forgotten about me. Because by then, you won’t need this promise anymore.
really, i wish you were;
clarice
Our birthday wasn’t exactly a blast, but I did have fun, till I can remember. The crazy thing was that super huge bottle of hennessy but only the 7 of us. It made us all drunk.
I wasn’t betting that the two of them would come, I dare not ask. But I was glad they came, for whatever reason was not important. Seems like I screwed up my chances once again. I nvr had the intention of making use of anyone to put up a show. I was sincerely happy to see you all. Intuition tells me you’re treating me differently now. Whether or not your impression of me has changed, don’t be too quick to judge just because you know part of the story.
I think I know what to do now. It’s time to put an end to all these once and for all. It may hurt, but at least it’ll solve the problem.
happy nineteenth;
clarice
True friends will not do that to you. And “friends” who do that to you, are not worth being upset over.
Anger and jealousy blinds us, and will often cause us to do something we’ll regret in future. Cherish what we have now, before it’s too late.
you’re like the wind;
clarice
When the respect you used to have for someone just totally disappears, can things still be the same?
Another pathetic weekend has passed. Well, it wasn’t THAT bad. You get to catch someone in action on Friday, rot at home on Saturday, and Sunday… was just like any other.
i’m no angel;
clarice
48 hours passed and still nothing.
I thought you’d have tried harder.
But no, you didn’t. As you wish.
I know it’s the same old repetitive thing, but yes I’m sick of my job. And H, you’re damn right this isn’t the job for me. You can’t expect me to smile at sorting papers and feel enthusiastic about digging cupboards finding stuff. But still.
Someone once said, sometimes people don’t appreciate the extra effort you put in, that extra mile that you go, so why bother?
True. After all, people are fast to criticise and love making conclusions base on 5% of the big picture. So what are we striving for? For ourselves. For the sense of satisfaction that you get when you accomplish something after giving your best.
Others can never see what’s your heart really like, neither can you see theirs. For all you know, they might win an award for acting.
The world is that unfair and scary. You can just switch on defence mode and keep everyone out. But then again, it’s sad to live like that your whole life.
human beings;
clarice
It’s funny (and irritating) how some people just don’t get it even after things happen right smack in their face. They just go wondering why it happened, never ever thinking of pointing the finger at themselves.
Can one really make a mistake, say the magic word “sorry” and expect people to take it as if nothing happened? Apparently, sorry isn’t all that magical after all.
Don’t talk to me cuz you don’t belong to this side of the world.
Period.
Sometimes I think about this other me that I want to be, this other me that I wish I was, this other me that I’m not. I think about what life would be like for that other me. Just, thinking.
June 4th is barely two days away. Oh, I can’t wait baby.
i see a shooting star;
clarice