Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sometimes I really don't understand myself. I don't know what I'm doing. I told myself many times that I want to be angry with you and be harsh on you. But I just couldn't bear to and I always relent to you whenever you're feeling down. I care for people more, and you especially, than I care for myself that at times I think I'm deprive of and in need for some attention. That explains my attention-seeking nature sometimes i guess? I wish I could be a mutha-fucking bastard who is damn heartless. But I am just not one. I am just not one.
SIGH. I just want you to be happy.
Anyway I hope things go well for you back home.
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3:13 PM