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Wednesday, May 4, 2011, 6:21 PM
"Okay. I am done. I am done being strong. This is where I fall.

Nobody is ever around to catch my fall. When I am down, all I can do is stand back and smile as if nothing happened. I can't talk to anyone but my dog. And i get no answers.

Everybody says "Don't worry I'll be there for you"..fuck you. I'm left alone.


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FULL STOP. THE END."


"My best friend, often seems like he doesn't give a hoot about me.

My Classmate/Percussionist seems like a better option as a best friend.

My friend from 4N1/Percussionist would be second in line."

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When you had problems and u came to me for help, i was always there.
When you needed someone to talk to n there was no one, i was always there.
I might not be someone who gives great advices, but i was always there to listen.
When you were sad, crying 12am midnight before your birthday, i went over to your house to cheer you up.
Now what, no one is there for you? I'm not the right 'bestfriend'. That hurts, like fuck.

How about the way you treat me?
Many times i've heard you talking bad about me behind my back. But i chose to ignore it and trust you still.
And all the times u made fun of me and shit, i just kept quiet.
Have i ever treated you like the way u treat me ? FUCK, NO.

I don't even know WHAT THE FUCK i did wrong, and i am too tired to give a shit anymore.