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Tragic Past


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Monday, March 31, 2008


u broke your promise and left me sad.

broken and had to befriend the pills.
its still early to call.3.48am.still early boy.
21.3.08
will be waiting.


loves





@ 3:01 AM


Sunday, March 30, 2008

i dont want to meet u along the roads.
i dont care how tiny singapore is.
what are the chances tt i get to see u again?
practically zero.
i want to hear u say u dont care anymore.
i want to hear u say"i'll wash my hands off u"
saying that im dumb and all.
and u are the only one tt made fucker a un-taboo word to be used on me.
i dont want u to stop contacting me.
i got used to u being there.
i got used to u telling me right from wrong
though i pretend tt i never actually listened,trying to wriggle my ways out of stuffs.
i knew u meant well.
im crying as im typing this.
i want you to know that u were a part of my life.
and if u want to carry on being one..
u're welcomed.

i dint expect the brief conversation this aftnn to be the very last.
ur final decision that came thru sms.
it wasnt even thru a call.
i dint get to see it till now.
im sorry.

please.you know who u are.
im not even sure if you'll visit this blog again.
but im sorry




@ 1:47 AM


Monday, March 17, 2008

its been almost a week.
i want to ask how have you been .
hows army been
how are u getting along.
but i can never bring myself to do it.

u told me not to talk to you.
i dont wish to upset you further.
i hope you are good.
please know that i care.

Every single day i think about how we came all this way
to this state.
stale and all

sorry.
my bad




@ 3:44 PM


Monday, March 10, 2008

thanks.it hurts.




@ 12:41 AM


Wednesday, March 5, 2008


ABCDEFGHIJK
sunshine on my shoulders.
sentosa is love
itsy bitsy black and spotty dots bikinis




@ 9:11 AM