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Thursday, April 09, 2009
stimes i duno wats supposed to be said and wats not.

it feels like when i say what i feel, u'll get angry with me.

i like to shop. i can spend alot on clothes.

even so, it doesnt mean i like to spend money on other things.

yes im earning my own money. which means i can spend on the things i think its worth spending on.

you always say i should try to see it frm your perspective. but have you tried seeing things from my perspective?

i hate it when u say the things i say is sickening. i hate that word to be used on me.

you know how much i miss you. and yet when we meet you have to say things that you know will make me upset. and when i pull a long face, you get angry with me.

you wan me to tell you everything. but you get upset when i say things you dun like to hear.

stimes i duno wat you want me to do exactly.

it was supposed to be a lunch i've been looking forward to. but we had it in silence.
glanced at the mirror at 1:59 PM