and i thought i was done with crying alone. i could call enqi and cry to her all night, but it's so different now. she'd prolly think im such a bother, bothering her all the time for mistakes i made. i read your blog qi, and i teared. im sorry, but sorry dont mean much. as much as i want us together shopping and all, we never did met up. i owe you a drink, i'll meet you up really soon okay. once im done with my exams, i promise this time.

so i thought i found someone who could decode me. but i let him go. and now, who can make sense of my aching heart? who can make sense of my life? who can make sense of me? who can make sense of my words, my silly words? i dont even understand, how can anyone else be able to?

dammit, liquid's coming out everywhere. my eyes, my nose and my virgina. im gonna die.

you dont know how much it hurts. i dont wanna be just friends, but i love you too much to stay by you. this is honestly a redundant entry. i dont wanna be just friends.

im tired of being the one always making decision, im tired of being the one always making things happen. i love you, but im not gonna make things happen. im just a girl, a girl who's silly and crazy.