bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Sunday, April 3
i have to stop sulking.
but i need a reason to smile.
what is wrong with you?!
why do you care so much about your face
how you appear in front of others
and you never care about how others feel.
you love seeing people helpless and in the spot.
but you complain when you feel that way
you are so impulsive. frankly i wonder if you regret what you say and do.
but you'll never say you're wrong. because (c above)
we are not perfect yea i know. you aint perfect too.
and think better of us sometimes.
it'll do all of us good.
i cant stand it already.
to quote agnes
"new york is fantastic"
i feel like running away. so much.
no one likes to be teased.
i'm really sorry to everyone i have hurt with the insensitive blabbering of my stupid mouth.
and you never realise what you have done until you're in the shoes of someone else.
that hurt. but i guess you have no idea.
goodbye
10:09 PM