Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Wish I could Die.


Day 3 Dying.
RAWR! Kill me people. 2 days no talking to him is frigging torture. I feel so upset. WHY? I got a one way scolding by someone. I wanted to die. I don't know why. Why is life so unfair? Yeah.. Life is never fair. Would someone KILL ME ALREADY? I really miss him. I want to text him. But how? I dunno how. I dun wanna create more trouble. I bet he doesnt wanna talk to me. I don't know la. Someone help me? I miss him like crazy but I don't know how's he doing. It's torture.. Really don't want to be like this but theres a big hole in my heart. I dunno how i could express it out. I told a friend that i'm over it but it's not true. I just couldn't.. Get it out of me. He could act like theres nothing wrong with it. Nothing's up. Or wrong. He's SOO happy. How about me?? Has he not thought of me?? I guess.. not.. So painful.. Day 3 I give myself a 40%

Hell, have no idea what to do. Its so damn boring. Really.. I feel so down. I dun even feel like eating.. I din eat much. Not much.. Lost my appetite. Lost weight and lost my smile. I don't know what to blog much.. Watching D.I.E.. Funny but not really laughing much? Nope. Haih... I feel like a burden. Really..

I don't know what to do.. No one understands how I feel. You have no idea.. I know dying isn't a way. Just really, upset and down. And... uhm.. I dunno la.. It's just wierd. Feel so cold. Wierd.. Feel like.. I'm lost in my own world. Black and blur. All around me. No matter what i eat. Its all sour or bitter. Really. I ate chocolate and it was bitter. I drank a cup of Glucose(which my mum put so much) I still tasted it was sour. I didn't eat lollipop. Cuz it'll remind me of him.

Not now.. nah.. Naaah. Crazy. I dunno what to do now. Aiks.. My blog's bloody lame. No one even bother to read it now. My rainbow is colourless now. It used to have all 7 colours in it. Even the sky is even blue-er(If theres such word?) when he is with me. Right. But now the skies are grey, they grass are green-er too. Trying to not think about him.

Loves, Janey

No comments:

Post a Comment