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Showing posts with label guys. Show all posts
ponder and reveal.





sometimes i really wonder why am i so emotional.
it's like i can cry myself to sleep, not in mood to do anything.
and i'll just feel like hiding at home and be in my bed.
is this normal??

it is not as if i have some major breakups,
someone left me for good in another world,
family abuse or any kind of unfortunate stuff.
but why do i always feel so down?

no wrong that there are guys trying to make fool of my life.
theoretically, fuck and died.
yes, they tried to get me in the wrong dirty disgusting way.
do i even look like a free whore to you?

you guys gross me up.
if i'm lacking of control, i'd have slapped you and waking you up.
don't ever treat girls in all these manner, show them some respect.
but yet, guys just can't be bothered with their vertical sticks.

money is probably another stressful stuff for me.
i've been spoil since i'm young.
not that i get hundreds to spend but i do get what i want most of the time.
but now, everything is so different for me.

there's nobody to buy things for me, not even on birthday.
everything i want i have to work to get it.
be it just a simple dress or maybe some relaxing meal.
sometimes i feel so pathetic when my pals have to accommodate my budget.

there's so many bills for me to pay up,
there's so many things i have been longing to get.
there's so many and so many, the list seem to be endless.
if only i can strike it big instantly.

family seem to be taxing me in all areas.
money, time and emotions.
they don't seem to understand me at all.
i'm only a 20 year old kid.

i know, i'm not that young, but i do have my limits.
i need the care and concern that can only be given by family.
i'm not a superwoman who can handle everything alone.
give me some family time, and let me reminiscent.

how many of you are left in my list, friends?
i can pathetically count the number of you with one hand.
why do you all leave me here all alone?
do you know that i miss you all so much?

you all seem to have rejected me and forgotten my existence.
as much as i wish to ring you all up, i don't know where to begin.
you all seem to be so distance away from me,
"hello" doesn't seem to be able to reach your side.

i've never been confident with my looks.
yes, i admit i am another ugly and fat living in this world.
every time i look in the mirror, feeling of dejected overwhelm me.
"how can i be prettier?" i constantly asking myself.

perhaps make up help, but it's not real, a lie.
i certainly do envy people with natural beauty.
no make up yet they still stand out from the crowd.
why can't i just be like them?

even if i put on make up, i'll still never stand out or look any better.
i seriously do feel disgusted with my looks and size.
i do wish to hide or run away when i'm out with all kind of glamorous people.
i don't feel good seeing people.


all in all, i'm unhappy.
it's an insane, mistaken.


HAHA!
i'm back home from the club.
but yet i'm not tired at all.

in the beginning, my stomach and body played some tricks with me.
to begin with, i was super hungry after the getting the chop from phuture.
so, i ate a double cheese burger after cabbing over to Liang Court.
aftermath, club hopping around Clark Quay and have 2 glasses of Lychee Martini.
shortly, i began to feel nausea and coughing like a dog.
and every single thing came out.
leaving me blood shot yet spotty red all over me.

seriously, i was totally freak out okay.
well, but guess i puked is just because i was super hungry with already plenty of gastric juice in my stomach.
then after eating my burger, not long after, i drink 2 Lychee Martini straight.
acid + acid = indigestion = expel all out.

anyanyway!
phuture and zouk are killers today.
okay, not much of zouk but when i was there, it's like jam packed with people in the dance floor.
it's like only around 12 am.
then when i go over to phuture, it's the same.
what the fuck.

but i did have fun today.
it's really funny to see how guys wanted to grind girls so much.
seriously, is their kukujiao really so itchy?
HAHAHAHA!

OH YA!
today i must be BLIND and UNLUCKY!
shall not explain it here.
interested, you can ask.
if not, just think that i'm just so unlucky.


PLEASE TELL ME WHY AM I SO UGLY FGLY!