uhh.

11:14 PM

life is disastrous.
why is every woman around me pmsing and venting their anger on me?
maybe they aint pmsing, they just like to scream at me.
i think they find it amusing seeing me stunned and making me as gloomy as them is their favourite pastime.
whutever.
and i hate staring at jolin tsai's music video.
my eyes are popping out like elmo; nothing gets into my head.
this is taking way too much of my time and i am just tired.

please, can you just give me a break?
i am getting out of your sight on saturday so just lay off me.
do you think that you are the only person pressurised or whatsoever?
i go through as much problems and feel as much angst for goodness sake.

you have to understand that i am not perfect.
i want to reach your expectations too; yet not everything is going to happen my way.
trying hard, maybe not hard enough.

i know i am never good enough for both of you; i am just an average girl.
divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.

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coniungere
"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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