another depressing entry.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
OMG.
I FEEL SO FUCKING USED.
I'm like some time bomb that is gonna explode like fucking anytime.
It happens all the fucking time. i'm only needed when im needed.
and it really pisses the fuck out o' me.
AND THEY GET ALL FUCKING FUCKED Up.
just cuz of some shit.
and yada yada yada.
Kelly Clarkson tells me to Walk right Away from it.
Yeah, maybe i should just fucking walk away and just dump every shit behind me.
As if. Like its so fucking easy to put my hands down and fucking get it o' and done with and pretend tt all these didnt take place at all.
why does my life always have all these sorta shit happening?
why cant i lead life like those young kids at the playground or those at the play centre?
so young, so carefree, no worries at all, no frets on what is going to happen tomorrow, no idea on what the world is becoming of in the years to come, no worries on whose backstabbing you, using you, taking you for granted, and hating your existence as and when they fucking like.
you know, its only when you start saying all these that the people around you start throwing tonnes of concern over you? or else, it'll just be like every other day. so quiet. and the same old conversations will come...
not that im trying to say that i dont like it. no. dont get it wrong....
who doesnt like being showered tonnes of concerns ?? nobody isnt it?
i am just wondering.
is it cause they are showing concern for me? or they just want to know for the sake of knowing? puzzles me.
obviously who will say, "oh. im just asking for the sake of asking..".
sigh, life isnt how we predict it out to be.
it isnt as lively as what we can think of, when all these shits are happening.
obviously, it is so totally cool when all these shit as stated above dont even occur.
that'll be totally great.
heaven is a wonderful place, i know.
12:33 AM, goodnight