Saturday, May 16, 2009 @ 11:52 PM
I'm so sick and tired of everything. I keep telling myself to do so many things, but how many did I succeed in? My standard of English is dropping and everything is screwed up. Fuck. My mind does not have control over my heart, at all.
Everything affects me negatively, every single fucking thing. Much as I tell myself to let it go, forget about it, just ignore it, I can't. I can convince eerone else that I can, but not myself. No matter what I do, what I say, most of it is just a facade. I hide everything. I prefer to keep things bottled up. With backstabbing bitches everywhere, you just can't trust anyone anymore.
Fuck reliability. Fuck the balls out of every single fucking person who said `you can count on me 24/7`. How many of you are there when I really need you? Go fuck yourselves man.
If you think you know me, think again. If you want to say you understand, go fuck yourself.
What's the use of having so many friends if so many are fair-weathered? I'd rather have 1 XinJie than 100 of you fucktards. All you want is fucking favours. From today onwards, NO MORE. I won't help you fucktards with anything AT ALL. Not even if you go on your knees and beg like a faggot.
I'm not agitated, I'm just tired. I'm very, very tired. I never felt so tired before. But how long, and how much can I conceal? I'm not concelaing much by posting this but this is what MY blog is for. If you read this,
DON'T TALK ABOUT IT TO ME or I'll make you regret the day you were born. Unless, you're A,K or X. I don't know why I'm feeling so like this. I'm just so urghxzsxzxzs!
&You're not helping any bit by ignoring me like that. It's been how long already.
My life is so boring. My wound is itching. I surprisingly can resist the urge of scratching it.
On a happier note, I went out for dinner with Kiko before going to EHub for a movie but did not watch a movie in the end but came to my house to nua and do stupid things instead.