Alright,this is where i could rant all i wanted,without anybody knowing it. [: Sorry to this pathetic blog of mine,you're like rubbishbin. Pardon me. :X
Here i go for my first post.
Understand how much pressure & stress am i under right now? No,you don't. I'm so pressurise. Pressurise by everything. Yes everything. I'm really giving up sooner or later if this continues. I beg you,really. Give me a break. I needa some coner of my own to breathe. I'm weary already. It's all so hard to take it.
You're that hunk that almost all the girls are drooling over. I'm that umglam me that every guy is cursing & swearing over. You don't know how much i felt. You don't know how pressurise it's when i go out with you. I really don't feel like going anywhere with you. Its super stressful. Very. Having to see many eyes,eyeing on you & then to me. Wondering why issit that your stead is that umglam & you're that charming.
Many times i wonder. If you're with her,won't that be a perfect perfect match? A princess looky & a charming looky?
Well,i'm all so wrong. So dead wrong.
I'm oh-so-dead.
I'm sorry,i just can't help. I keep having wild thoughts.
It's always running in my mind. I really don't feel safe at all when i'm with you. When i go out with you,holding hands in hands,i can't help but i felt so much like grabbing a plastic bag & cover my face & hide it somewhere safe.
I guess,i should have let go earlier that time & never turn back or hold you tight. perhaps if i really did. You might be with her now & i could see the you,with her happily hand in hand down the streets. Needn't be afraid that there'll be nasty comment on you & her. Won't that be great? I regretted.
Well,i still remember that incident when we're on our way back to outrum fom vivo,the incident that took place in the MRT station. I knew,they must be swearing & cursing why that you've sucha lousy taste. Why wouldn't you choose someone prettier or whatever than i do. You're so so wrong,for the decision you made. To make the decision to fall so deep for me.
Hais. I'm so dead.
