unable to enjoy myself in malaysia because of all the shit i left behind in singapore, despite bestie kai wei being there for me. my kindness is not being reciprocated, and you are unwilling to accept either. so why bother so much if you have given up?
martin, i miss you so much lar.. come back soon along with my chewing gums. nobody is as perfect as you. he does not care anymore but he seems so disturbed by the things i brought up to him. martin, come back quick ! and i have my problems to share. i need you to listen, a story of 2 gorillas and a few other monkeys. listen and you will know the story. a story of me and him. a relationship getting easier and easier to give up on the more i see his true colours. and a blessing somebody will live to regret when not accepted upon being bestowed.
darn it. you are not the only one. wei loong, your presence is also being appreciated. there are only so many out there who can remain faithful. it's just a pity we're not fated.
got a daily boyfriend. not a flirt i certainly am. guys throw themselves just as girls throw themselves at you. i've learnt not to be jealous but get unaffected the more the lies pile up like mountains. you are not significant to me by the day.
but you were once worth all the trouble. not that you won't get to enjoy the taken-for-granted treatment forever, but with less enthusiasm and sincerity. it's just my way of returning it to you.
{ go to hell } 9:59 PM
!about me
name:apple mei
wishlist birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*
l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please
2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)
3.wait till i think of stuff
lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...
i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn