Saturday, November 22

Crap, another fight. Everything is back to how bad is it again? I may not be perfect. But I'm trying. Things always go haywire when we are good. For someone so small in size for that age, you sure have an upsetting past. But rest assure, I wouldn't be like her. Who cares about her uh? How painful my heart will be when a fight occur. Duh, I'm unreasonable. Sometimes you are too. But I accepted you as yourself. I can't be the perfect girl forever. If only I was that pretty flower. Maybe I'm too selfish.
Why do all boyfriends want their girlfriends to change for good? When in the first place they know her that way. Who are you to ask her to change. She was like that, if you don't like how she is, you shouldn't be with her. Stop complaining all your problems to others. This apply to me as well.
Maybe everyone in the house got used to the life without each other. Oh what the hell. Might have fun tomorrow, and will forget about all the problem and stress tomorrow.
Happy birthday Alex(in advance).





Aw, pretty flower shinning under the Sun's ray.

Another dying flower under the sky with drought.

The rare beauty of the grass patch, showing off it's beauty in the rain.

At the end of a rainbow, lies a pile of dung.

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