*anonymity.
Whispers
naked.
tell me, what do you see?
i see lies, deception, and manipulation.
The Writer
the ironic water-bearer.
the gem. the life.
the one and only... miss A.
Watchers
Almiekat Ally Alias
Fatehah Nooraini
Fiza Bani
The Sister
Pok Xiang Yan
anonymity for life.
- the wishlist -
the lottery
the historical trip
a big king size bed
a great guy and ...
an accidental new love.
>br>
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Monday, January 24, 2011 @ 2:39 AM
Have you ever did things you wished you never did?- I have. Have you ever did things you wished no one knew? - I have. Have you ever felt so ashamed like someone just slapped you across the face and threw a cold bucket of water at you? - I have. Have you ever wish that people would just stop talking about you? Like... what do they even know about you?!?? - I have. Have you ever wish that a particular person would just talk to you, especially when you're down, but he just never did? - I have. Have you ever felt like a stupid fool for... waiting? - I have. Have you ever BEEN FOOLED by love? - I have. With so many I haves... I ought to knock my head on a piece of wall, get a concussion, and possibly an amnesia...? No, I'm not emo today. I'm just... a little bit down. I was having my otherwise-would-be-nice-lunch if someone didn't just mentioned that sentence. A particular friend, mentioned about my ex-boyfriend and he seemed to mean that I am/was cheap and he was extremely doubtful that we both broke up amicably and still remain as friends. According to him, my angry plurk messages are meant for my ex-bf. The funny thing is, what does he know about me? What does he know about my anger and who is it directed to? Yes, we may have a lot of fights and unhappiness as a couple back in those unfortunate days... but I am not that childish anymore to post anything about me or him in my public plurk when I know, so many eyes are watching and reading and possibly... bitching. Why can't people just read and just SHUT THE HELL UP... instead of sneaking around, trying to act smart and act all Sherlock Holmes on me. Like seriously, stop being so pathetic, for God's sake. Make some better use of yourself and your analytical brain on something more worth it, like... your studies perhaps? Jeeezz. *Breath in breath out* And oh, by the way.... even if you knew something about another person, what is it your business or something to announce it to the whole world? I seriously don't understand you nor do I want to understand you... I just wish that you have some kind of EQ with that intelligent brain of yours. How wasted. All right. Enough of my ramblings. I'm about to get more pissed as I type further on. Heading to the hospital tonight again... *I think I am starting to enjoy Paedatrics* - Little Miss A. Labels: bitch., ex, footprints |