The End

No, it’s not the end of my blog. It’s the end of my life.

So much has changed within these past few days. With just one piece of news, my whole world changed. Sobriety set in and made its home within. My heart is bitter.

Now I just spend my time gaming in front of the computer, trying to leave this blasted world. Those who know me know I don’t game. Even shopping deosn’t thrill me anymore. Thinking that I may waste any needed money turns me away from shopping. Holidays… I don’t look forward to it anymore. Only to go home, and be at peace. Trips? I have nobody to go with. I have been replaced. I am not blind. It doesn’t matter anymore. Nothing does. I could rage on that it is unfair! And that no one cares! But what’s the use? My life has been torn apart. Every aspect is breaking down. There’s nothing left.

Mom… I would give my life just to know that you will be alright. Nothing else matters.

Does anybody hear my silent cry?

 

I want I want I want…

Latest cravings:

I want to eat fruit cake. (@@ I’m suprised myself.)

I want to eat durian cake. (But it’s not the season..T_T)

I want to go to Camerons and eat strawberries and strawberry lollies. (Cannot go cannot go…T_T)

I want to go home to eat my mom’s cooking. ( I can’t go home just yet…T_T)

I want to shop like crazy before going home to eat my mom’s cooking. (No money le…T_T)

I want to be at KL at night and take my time to see the nightlife and beautiful sights. (No car…take bus have to rush…T_T)

I want to go to Petaling Street and buy a pocket watch. (I’ve been wanting it for nearly a year…T_T)

I want to go to Sunway Lagoon and play on the water slides. (But my discount tickets have expired…T_T)

I want to go to Kinokuniya in KLCC. (No good books to buy…T_T)

I want to buy wool… I want to go to Taipan… I want this I want that… So greedy. =.=ll

Haiz.

Why pretend?

I just don’t get it.

How are you my friend when you talk behind my back? LOUDLY IN PUBLIC.

How are you my friend when you talk to everyone else? BUT ME.

How are you my friend when you don’t accept me? WHEN I HAVE FAULTS.

How can you claim to be a friend when you obviously stay away from me and refuse to talk?

How can YOU claim to be a friend when you don’t even want to try? When talking and thinking bad about me is so much easier to do.

Well here’s to you and YOU. I guess I know who my real friends are now.