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Saturday, March 21, 2009 - 4:09 PM
love hurts

Sometimes i wonder. Do you ever think about the way i feel?
After all the harsh words that has been poured out.
Did it ever occur to you that will prick me?
I cried on the phone. Yet you said those tears are just crocodile tears.
Why do you have to be so heartless and mean?
Especially towards a girl like me.

You knew i'm a nice person.
You knew i've sacrificed a lot for you.
But why? Why do you keep coming back for more?
Why do you have to expect too much things from me?
Why can't you lower down your ego and stop thinking about yourself for once?

I feel so unappreciated for the things i've done for you.
I tried to make you happy in every way i can.
But there will always be something that you are unimpressed with.
We have been bickering for the past few days.
Aren't you sick and tired of it?
And did you ever realise you are always the one who started the fire?

You simply had enough. SO DO I.
I had enough of listening to your complains and your hurtful words the whole time.
My brain and eardrums can simply explode at anytime of the day.
I feel so controlled by you! So pressurized! Even i want to go for suicidal too!

And because of what you've said last night, i'm back to my habit of self-mutilating.
I seriously can't handle it anymore. The pain is too unbearable for me. I'm suffering like hell.

I may not show how much i care and love you.
But one day, you will know. You will soon find out.
And that will be the day when you last hear my voice.
When my existence is no longer present in this world.
But just stories, compliments from somebody else.