vous importunez juste l'amour me non plus (not sure if its correct translation) -_-"
i guess u dun know. but im just losing myself. sometimes i look at myself and i dun recognise me anymore. everything. doesnt seem familiar anymore.
you said you were sad. the next thing, you tel me that ur clubbing. wth. I DUN UNDERSTAND YOU AT ALL. we were on the verge of parting and you stil have the mood to go clubbing. thanks ar. you can stil hav fun when im here spending all my time thinking bout us.
dun you ever understand? clubbing is such a complicated thing to do. its a messy place to be in. do u get it? girls dancing everywhere, around u, wif you. people go round and grop others' ass. touching each other everywhere. damn it. and you kindly told me that you are clubbing. u stil asked me if i wanna come. wat do u treat me as.
well, go ahead and hav fun. go get hooked up wif another girl. mayb u'll like it spending ur HAPPY times wif them. THEM. get it? probably, u'll get addicted wif clubbing too. u tink its a cool thing to do? no. u just dun understand the complications it involve. ur so innocent and pure in my mind. no longer anymore. i dun wanna say this. but i will nv like u anymore. even if i do. i chose to let it go.
i'll just be kind enough to let u get over with the damn hangover u'll get from drinking b4 telling u that its over. if you ever read it on this blog. den congratulations. you'll receive the news without me breaking it to u. or mayb after hearing it, u'll be happier tat way. nobody to control u, nobody to stop u from smoking, nobody to keep asking u to sleep early, nobody to quarrel u anymore. u'll finally get the freedom u wan so badly. everything tat u wan.
you know wat? i just feel like telling you to stay away from me. stop hurting me.
Battered remains of a lifeless object : the heart.