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Thursday, March 01, 2007

sometimes, it just sounds like every word will always be wrong, or if not, not right for you to hear. but everything that the other girls said will just be like fairy sprinkling magic dust over your head and make u grin like an idiot.

im just sick of the feeling of coming the last behind everything. the last person on earth that you'll care for. the last thing on your mind. just the last and last of everything. im so sick, so irritated. couldnt you care more?

do you that accomplishing the things that you've promised me will naturally put everything to an end? is it all that we are worth? or should i say the thing that i treasured the most just turned out to be a deal, in exchange for a date, a damn day?

~ { 10:25 PM }
aiming for the sky above;