Sorry

I’m sorry I constantly want to talk to you. I’m sorry when you take long to reply, I get sad. I’m sorry if I say things that might piss you off. I’m sorry if I come off as annoying.I’m sorry if you don’t wanna talk to me as much as I wanna talk to you. I’m sorry if I think about you too much and too often. I’m sorry if I say things I don’t really mean. I’m sorry if I tell you about my pointless drama when you don’t really care. I’m sorry if I come off as being clingly, but its just me missing you.

Girls

We’re girls, we get jealous, we will hate that mother fucker who spams your facebook, we tend to assume things, our imaginations go wild. Every second you take to reply, thousands of things goes through our heads ; who you talking to? Is it that mother fucker bitch? We start assuming, and this is when we get insecure. But then.. we’ll try comfort ourselves, we’ll think back to our conversations and make ourself believe you ain’t that type of guy. So don’t disappoint us.

Little F,

You were my best friend, and yes I do miss that. But you are one of the most hypocritical people I know, the most mean spirited person I’ve ever met, the person who makes the dumbest decisions, the girl who could care less if someone tried to help her, and the person who has to always be right. All I want to know, is who’s the BITCH who ate my best friend? You’ve changed so much that I stopped trying.

Why am I?

Why do I love you? Because you’re you. Because I like you more than I like anyone else. Differently than I like anyone else. Because of the way you make me feel. Honestly I don’t really know the answer. But please know that I love you without restriction, trust you without fear, want you without demand, accept you for who you are, and I really thank God that I found you. It’s strange, it’s love.

Lies

THEY SAY ONE OF MY BIGGEST MISTAKES WAS LOVING HIM TOO MUCH , THAT UP TO NOW , A PART OF ME STILL CAN’T MOVE ON . I AGREE , BUT SOMETIMES , WHEN I LOOK AT THE SKY , I CLOSE MY EYES AS I REMEMBER HOW GOOD HE MADE ME FEEL BEFORE, I CAN FEEL IN MY HEART THAT SOMEHOW HE’S WORTH IT . HE’S WORTH OF EVERY TEARS , EVERY PAIN , EVERY SECOND OF WAITING.

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I ALWAYS WONDER, AM I BEAUTIFUL IN ANYONE’S EYES? AM I THEIR “PERFECT” GIRL? DO THEIR HEARTS BEAT FASTER WHENEVER I’M AROUND THEM? AM I THEIR INSPIRATION? THE GIRL THEY’LL LOOK UP TO? DO THEY EVER WISH I WAS THEIR GIRLFRIEND? OR MAYBE EVEN THEIR FRIEND? THE ONE THEY WISH THEY HAD A SECOND CHANCE WITH? OR MAYBE EVEN JUST ONE CHANCE? THE GIRL THEY THINK BEFORE THEY SLEEP? OR MAYBE I’M JUST ANOTHER GIRL IN THEIR EYES. NOTHING SPECIAL AT ALL.

Hmph =(

THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS TEXT HER, OR MESSAGE HER. GIVE HER A SIGN THAT YOU STILL CARE. BUT WAIT, YOU’RE PROBABLY ALREADY BUSY WITH THE OTHER GIRLS. TALKING, CHILLING, HAVING FUN WITH THE OTHER GIRLS. SO, NAH, SHE’S ONLY ONE OF MANY GIRLS. WHAT MAKES HER ANY DIFFERENT? YEAH, YOU WOULDN’T KNOW. SO WHY BOTHER RIGHT?

I Dont Expect

I’M NOT A COMPLICATED GIRLFRIEND. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO TEXT ME 24/7. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO CALL ME EVERYDAY. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO PUT ME IN FRONT OF YOUR BOYS. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO DITCH ALL YOUR GIRL BEST FRIENDS FOR ME. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO SURPRISE ME WITH ROSES. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO BUY ME THE WORLD ON MY BIRTHDAY. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO ALWAYS AGREE WITH WHAT I SAY. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO PAY FOR EVERYTHING. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO GO OUT OF YOUR WAY AND BUY ALL THE THINGS THAT I MENTION I WANTED. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO PUT ME OVER YOUR FAMILY. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO BRAG ABOUT ME TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS.I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO BELIEVE I’M THE BEST GIRLFRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO STOP CHECKING OUT OTHER GIRLS. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO NEVER MENTION A HOT GIRL IN FRONT OF ME. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO ALREADY KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON’T EXPECT YOU TO NEVER BE MAD AT ME. I JUST EXPECT YOU TO BE TRUSTWORTHY, TO TRUST ME, TO NEVER TAKE ME FOR GRANTED LIKE I WON’T TAKE YOU FOR GRANTED, TO ALWAYS BE REAL WITH ME, TO KEEP EQUALITY BETWEEN US, AND TO LOVE ME. THAT’S ALL.

So trueeee :)

Girls became bitches, because of guys who were assholes. But, those guys became assholes, because of girls who were bitches. It’s a never ending cycle. The world is full of bitches and assholes. So girls, stop being bitches, and guys, stop being assholes.

Jogging

Dengan alia lagi, hehe tapi xkurus2 jugk, tsktsk :( Sbb pe? Sbb jogging tiputipu, jogging kejap, behtu makan je yg lebeh, wakakaka.

Kt timesquare, muka ngantok sbb bangun awai, buat bnda bodoh