It happened again, just when i was picking up the crumbs

OK, i have a confession to make:








I'm emo again.






Go ahead, roll your eyes, cause i am. Sigh. I don't know, i guess this only happens when it's dark outside and i'm all alone, facing my computer, staring at that name...ergh.



i wished it would stop.



words failed me. no,seriously failed ME. i think it all began with words, you know, the things that are formed by little alphebets and are spat out from our mouths? yeah, those. i resent it. i really do. but i have nothing else to say but sorry, coz i friggin don't know the problem, which, to be honest, is driving me up the fuckin wall.



It's nearing a month now. what a coward i am. It's like that McFly song 'Sorry's not Good Enough'. Now i sit here pondering, if sorry could solve all the problems in the world, then there wouldn't be any problems now, would they? and SADLY, sorry is all i have...

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh



i think i'm taking this worse than a breaking-up from a girlfriend. Wait, technically, this IS a break-up. haha. i don't know this is hitting me so hard. i keep thinking about it every single fuckin sad day. mental stress la wei.
If i could take back my words, i would.
If i could make things right again, i would.
If you'd just look at me once more....
no, wait.
i don't want that.


i should probably just write a song about this and sing it every single day.

i hope,no, yearn, that one day, just one friggin small day, you all will be able to feel what i feel, to know what i'm thinking.

Message sent. Awaiting reply.








HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO MR OOI TUAN HANN. Fucker, can't forget your birthday la, it's on friggin Merdeka Day. haha. Tuhan Yang Maha Hamsap. best wishes la deh.