Fuck lah. Today has been the worst day in the whole of the week. I almost wanted to hurl my bio paper from a three-mile radius from myself and just simply give up. Fuck this sounds stupid but my friable heart is pulverized and I just feel like giving up living even. Why, why must I even like him? God, I have been thinking such trivial matters that he actually made me feel horrendous. It seems so erronous that I think too much about someone who doesnt give a fuck about me. He's changed eventhough I dont know fuck about him and I loathed his X-ray stare. I can't help flinching back when I look back at him because he frightens me. I hate him but I know I like him more than the presumed hatred. I WILL forget about him. Because this is just one of those stupid phases I have gone through time and time again with only dissapoinment as the unchanging aftermath. I want things to change but they never do. I want to feel a tad of what I had been hoping for but it just isn't the time yet. My life is so depressing and fucking lonely and I can't fucking help paining myself when I look at him talk to other girls who I know would deserve him better because they beatiful. Beauty is only skin deep. Only an imbecile would preach that.
Because I am just too ugly.