one by one.
th pain,
th hurt.
it's making me
sick of life.

ytd;
work,
totally no mood.
everyting i do,
i tink of you.
i teared every moments
that i can link to you.
grrr)):
dinner wid rachel
at least i feel slightly better
or am i jus covering it.

-when i gain smth back,
i will have to lose smth.
why is life this way?

today;
went to JB for
blood test.
both hand were poked
cos right hand no blood
den no choice bt
try left hand.
feeling damn weak.
giddy.)):
slept once i get
home.
mit that idiot
at woodland for
movie;
17 again((:
thnx so much
for th company
and bringing me
to drink choc,
at least i
feel better
thou you cant
stop saying that
sensitive name na.


is that just
an reason or excuse
to make me
feel at least better
or wad?
i dont want it
this way.
will we still
be like past?
do you still care?
i question
myself once again.

)):