Oh, Roxannee ♥.

10:36 PM, Swear To Shake It Up If You Swear To Listen.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

the sweater's girlfriends'. heh. :D

It was Friday night.
I found out something. Something horrible.
I wanted to kill you.
I don't care if you're not nice to me.
I didnt ask you to wait up with me or whatever.
Maybe it's just my luck to have people like you near me.
And you know? You didn't need to try to make peace with me last night. It didn't work.

So i went to hunt for some gifts for father's day.

It was pretty productive actually.

I managed to buy three things, which i know he would use, and all these within such a small budget. Hahaha, im good aye.

And i know aeen, fahmi and mum liked what i bought. *lidah keluar masok*

Now i am hungry and i'm craving for squid ink juice. How sad. :(
And i'm also miserable cos this little test isn't really working.
In fact, it's kinda backfiring a little.

Ugh, daaaaamn.

All i've ever needed, wanted, and asked secretly for is a little bit of assurance.

But..

Oh, i wish the world would shut up.

Once again, i get the feeling that something's not right.
I gotta learn to trust my bloody instincts.
Maybe i should just stop running away.
But maybe i'm just fucking pissed at people who can't keep their comments to themselves.
But what if they are right?
What if i am wrong? What if my instincts were right?

What if history repeats?

Yeah, then maybe i should just scrawl, "I told you so" in my own blood, right on my own face.
Christ, how bloody emo.