I cried the hardest last night.
Over something that's might seem silly to others.
But to me, it means a lot.

Its like my motivation for the first week of attachment.
And then, suddenly its gone.
The miserable I felt, was enough for me to switch to "SLAYING Mode".





Twinnie is probably the only person who understands me.
And for that, I'm grateful that we became friends.
GOOD friends. SUPER GOOD friends, that we're like sisters.

On Sunday, we're going to watch movie, then, go SHOPPING!
YAY~~~ Spazz session is ALWAYS on. (^___^)





I HATE to be told of something, at a SUPER LATE timing.
Or, the freaking LAST person to know about something.

Because of shits like this, I'll hate EVERYONE & EVERYTHING.

But for now, that person is forgiven.

But the next time things like this happen, I'll be angry.
And I'll just shut everything out, and end up HATING people.










I may have forgiven people, but the incident will always be remembered.
Don't hope that I'll be the same me you know.
Cause I won't. She'll never come back.