The Water Is On Fire

I'm not scared of never meeting you. I'm scared of having met you, and let you go.

(via I Wrote This For You)

D.

Why are you so hard to love? Hargh.

You brought everyone down. Shame on you. Shame on you.

Fact.

Kind of weird when Mum asks about S because there's really nothing much to tell anymore.

"Oh, we hardly talk anymore and he's busy with someone else. Like, yeah."

is all I can say. And then I go,

"Please don't ask about S again?"

I ran out of things to say. That is the truth, anyway.



Malas. (Nanti buat sakit hati).

??

Ouch. I don't know why, but that, kinda hurt a bit. Even though just a little, why does it still hurt?

Hargh Alyaa please, do not ponder on this. He's moved on. Let him be. Just let it be.

Hate this feeling. WHUTTTTTTTT.

Mantra

No one can break me.

No one can break me.

No one can break me.

I will not let anyone else break me!

I will not !!

I will not take shit from people anymore !!!

I will not break !!!!!!


I will not let anyone break me anymore. I will not fall. I will scrape my knees again. I will not take shit from people. I will not borrow anything from anyone. I will not ask for help. I will stand tall. Alone. Proud. Strong. I don't need you or your things. You can go fucking die and burn in hell.

March kick started with a very happy beginning but got worse as time passed.

I want you to burn in hell you flat chested cock sucking horse fucker! BURN IN FUCKING HELL. YOU AND ALL YOUR NYMPHS AND COLONY GO FUCKING DIE.