Wednesday, July 11, 2007

the day i died.

wednesday again. i had intented to go tann at sentosa. you were suppose to come, but things changed. it rained and i forced myself to just sleep. the longs hours of so called rest though, just didn't seemed enough. i still feel tired, restless and helpless.

today, i realize that jasmine is in the same boat as me. poor girl, poor me.



"flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things things come to an end?"

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

WHY DON'T YOU EVER GET IT?
you are NOT poor thing and NO ONE sympathizes with you. get that into your thick, slutty, immature skull please.

Anonymous said...

oh just shut the fuck up. you're acting like her bloody stalker.