Sunday, April 6
stop and stare
When love is out of your life, you're through in a way. Because while it is there, it's like a motor that keeps going. You have such vitality to do things. Big things. Because love is goosing you all the time.
Omgah. Its a lazy sunday afternoon. I slept so late last night, thinking about something. Something that has been bugging me since... yesterday before tuition. I tried my best not to think about it. I tried shoving the thought away for countless number of times. But hell no. My mind seemed to be thinking about all sorts of negative stuff. Sometimes it even makes me want to rip my ears off. Haha ok bedek.
Sigh. Its no use contemplating about this. But when i happen to think about it, it makes me feel, somehow, under the weather. Now, i dont have the courage to face anyone. Because i tau malu.
Dont understand what im talking about? Only BFTs are allowed to ask. Heheh.
*thinks
*thinks
*thinks
*thinks
*thinks
*thinks about the above.
*sulks
*sulks
*sulks
*sulks
*sulks
*sulks
*sulks and sulks even more.
Sometimes, you say nothing and it's just what i want to hear.