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Promises are meant to be broken; even if I promise you now, it doesn't mean I won't break it.
Sorry.
GAH. I feel like telling that to _____. but I shan't. just because I'm that nice. haha.
HMM. such a random day to post. haha. but I'm bored yea. and I feel like saying a lot of things. it's just that the people I want to hear them ain't hearing it so I'm ranting here. urgh. keeping it inside IS horrid after all.
I WANT TO LET OUT EVERYTHING.
but I don't want to ruin our friendship.
why YOU. of all people.
hurry up and let me get over you. because annoyingly the process is slowing down.
(and now I'm thinking who's actually gonna read this.) HMM.
haha. ohh wells who cares. as long as the people I don't want to read this don't read this, I'm safe.
HAIX. please don't let me emo again thanks to you. THAT week was horrid. it was tiring. I didn't know what expression to put on my face then. I figured a complicated one was best. but it made me even more tired. so I decided to just give up and put my normal but not that normal face. which was less tiring. luckily you didn't spot that it was weird. it's a good thing you're that oblivious.
haha. but it's a lot more relaxing now. on my way to losing this feeling ^^
URGH. you just came online. irritating. ohh wells.
(getting the feeling that this post is gonna be weirdly long.)
rants rants rants. I actually don't want anyone to see this. even though I am making it public. I'm dumb. so dumb. dumbly complicated :D haha. I'm total crap now.
I think I'm an idiot. the biggest one on earth. but I guess that's what makes me really unique :D hoho. this is so stupid.
joking. talking crap. perhaps that is all I am capable of. hiding behind a mask. so that you can't see the real me. what a pretend hero I am.
for once I'm spilling out all the stupid thoughts I have. I guess the pressure was too big after all.
ahh.
maybe I should just sink under it.
I don't feel like I have the strength to resist it.
I'm mentally weak ehh.
haha. too tired to continue this already.
what a dumb post this has been.
I feel like locking it.
and perhaps I should.
yes yes. I should.
weirdly addicted to "miss independent by kelly clarkson".
haha. maybe I can relate.
but I'm so tired I can't really understand what she's singing anymore.
zzz.
ciao. this large rock in my chest is finally placed elsewhere.
in other words. HERE.