No, why?

All of a sudden I just felt like all hope is gone. Not bit by bit, but instantly, at one go. It's as if life just stopped like that. Like there's no meaning anymore. Am I lost? I don't feel like I am, but it seems like I am. Am I just numb? I can't tell. Maybe I am. I need excitement in life, and I know I'm packed with all the busyness I could possibly get, but it's so dull. All these busyness is...

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Where's The Happiness We Agreed On?

your reply is in a mess at this moment in time,  i thought of the pigeon beside the fountain, the sweetness is scattered. a mysterious tugging of my emotions  i'm still loving you. but you continued singing pretending that nothing has happened. time has passed and left,  love is faced with a choice.  you've become cold and i've cried the unhappiness you felt...

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I know

People have been telling me and saying the same things. Why do you want to be with someone that constantly make you cry and isolated? He is not your husband, certainly not someone who feeds you or that you depend on to live. So why?  Why, you people ask me? I have no idea. Maybe love is still blind for me after 2 years. I can't deny my feelings. But I agree, I've suffered. I'm in pain. I'm deeply...

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Ok LO...

What? "Ok lo"? You know what? Fine. Nevermind. I don't need your "sigh-need-to-accomodate-to-your-needs" kind of attitude concerns. I don't need your help. As if fetching me out for dinner is something painful to your ass. I'll just eat apples instead for few days and get in shape. Then go look for other good guys. Nice? I don't remember expressing my "mm songness" to you whenever you asked me for...

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The Things I Do, The Things They Do

For days I've been having suicidal attempts at home. For hours I've been coped up in my room. Why do I still o the things for them when it's not being appreciated? I still get scoldings, I still get humiliated, I'm still not respected. So why is it that I'm still doing everything for them? All the while they were being so calculative towards me. This feeling of being uncared for is stripping my...

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I Want

I don't understand. I don't know why. Why? Is it who? Why? Why? How? I don't want I don't want.Why? What? W...

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I'll shut my mouth. I'll keep everything to myse...

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