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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
......{11:02 PM}

Normal redbull, ciggies and the sky won't make things better and your fucking silence definately made it worst. Your silence won't make this cloudy sky blue again. Your silence is not the rainbow that make's the world beautiful once more. You just can't be bothered do you? Once again effort is brought up by me. Everything is put up to me.

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT ME TO DO!

I can't barely think. The more I try to get to know you, the more I realize I don't know you. I don't know the problem you face. Please god, show me a miracle. Make me forget her, make her get back to me, whatever, please make this pain go away. I fucking hate commiting. This is what I get for being true to myself.

I can live alone. I was born alone, I will die alone and I will be in my grave alone but I don't want to grow old alone. Someone once told me, my joke made other's happy but it didn't made me happy. Someone once told me I always put others before me. My mum once told me I need to love myself before loving others. What leads me to this? How can I? Everytime I try to find happpiness, everytime I try to love myself, it hurt so damn much. If karma is true, THEN WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE ALL THIS?! I know I was meant for something good, I just don't know what. I love this beautiful world full of ugly people, I love my friends and definately my family, why is it so hard to love that special someone? Why is it so hard to find my love, why is it so hard to love myself?

The hardest thing in life is,
LOVING SOMEONE THAT DON'T LOVE YOU BACK IN RETURN

le profil
Your defenses were on high Your walls built deep inside Yeah I'm a selfish bastard But at least I'm not alone My intentions never change What I want still stays the same And I know what I should do it's time to set myself on fire
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