Showing posts with label tears-dropping-session. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tears-dropping-session. Show all posts

Friday, July 29, 2011

Special.

Touch.
Eye-contact.
Emoticons.

You just make yourself special to me.

Its just that, I can't be special for you :(

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Another post.

I can't resist my feeling. I can't stop loving you. I just can't.

I don't want to.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Tears.

Dropping like there's no end. I love you, but I hate you.

Hate myself more.

Monday, March 14, 2011

HELL.

That is my world for now.

If I kill someone right now, can I defend myself using the fact that I am in an unsound mind?
I really feel like killing people.
And next will be my turn to be kill.

Just love it :'(

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Fuck.


Serious shit!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

No.

Heart,
Please say no.
Save yourself.
Please.

You,
I'm in pain.
When you get hurt.
You're bleeding.
My tears poured.

Dear heart,
Please stop.
Please.

Friday, November 26, 2010

This is serious.

I think right now I can get over him. I can get over everyone. You've must be thinking, there goes the saying again and again but he has never been forgotten yet. Naa. This time I really mean it. Whats more important than online my Facebook and stalk his page right after I logged in. Not now, after the very second day in Songkhla I had put a thought over it. I am nothing to him even he is something for me. I am not going to be happy living with one sided love. Never. Prove me if there's any people living happily when other people doesn't reply their love. 

Babe, you are strong to face this. So, please be okay because sooner or later he will leave you here, waiting for him to come back when he didn't have any feelings of doing so. If his heart wasn't made for you, then there must be some other guy's heart that will match you. Just pray to Allah. He knows whats the best for you and me and everybody. Dear heart, chill :)

Monday, November 22, 2010

This moment.

At this moment. I am crying. Something is not right there. In my heart, but I don't know what is it. And I don't want to know because it might hurt me even more.

Yes, I know I'm pathetic.