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你離去的痕跡
在月光下一直找尋
那想念的身影

I'll never let you go,
if you promised not to fade away.
Baby, please don't treat me bad,
my heart can't take such misery.

Superheroine: Amanda.

1:22 AM ]]Words that would mend the things that were broken.

I just got off the phone with ma boys, yo. :D Thank you, guys for trusting me enough to let me in on your thoughts. One thing, I am always concerned for anyone I treasure enough to keep by my side, it's not too late to know now. :) So dont make me worry so much, alright? Although, Limpeh si love, but Limpeh got a weak heart.

Last night, was great. Nua-ing the whole day away with friends who would never judge you, what more can someone ask for? Emotions are hard to mould, hard to grasp, even harder to explain. A certain song, a certain photo, a certain phrase can bring you to heaven, or lead you to hell. Actions, which seem trivial to you, affect me greatly. I always asked myself, why am I so bothered? Why? Because I know if I put in a little more effort and a little more patience, something might be realised, my being might be justified. But still, I can only do so much. I can only take so much. I'm trying, and I'm trying really hard. I'm hanging on and this might be for nothing at all. At the end of the day, I know I only have myself to face. I only have myself to clean up the mess. No one's gonna make me any happier unless I decide I'll be happy. But I know that will never ever happen.

So, let me ask you now, are you happy? Really?

Please dont tell me you'll try to understand, dont tell me you'll be here. Fuck all your empty promises. When you're out having fun, have you realised who you have left behind? Maybe someone whose existence you've taken for grunted, as and when you're happy? Have you realised how tired someone is? Have you realised how insensitive you might have been? Maybe you havent, because you're so preoccupied. Dont come knocking on my door when you've already made decisions to leave, dont pull me back when I've allowed myself to let you go. If it tires you to guess my thoughts, then get your fucking ass off my life. Why are you reading my blog when it bothers you so much?

If you ever feel tired, take a break. Come with me and we'll rediscover the simple things in life that makes us really happy.

Letting go, I realised I just cant live with the regrets. And I'm really tired. Really, really, really tired. How come it's always when I'm gone, you'll realised there was actually me all along. Stop labeling me. Hypocritical. This is why I dont bother saying, because basically, you'll never understand. Dont even try, you're not even close.

Do not ask me about my post when you see me. Fuck you, if you do.

I'm afraid, of something I dont even know.

>Talk to me.