Life just suck basically, and I'm just too tired to jot down anything worth mentioning. Life is what you make it, and if I hear that one more time from myself, I'm just gonna choke myself to death. HONESTLY.

I guess it's never easy to ask that someone to trust you without giving him/her the same trust in return. I wish things were less complicated.

I'm not being bloody sensitive. You just don't know the truth about me, and how much I'm hurting inside for reasons you wouldn't understand, not in a millions years.

Letting go is the hardest part because you're so used to having him around.

Isn't it sad, that everything I did for our love, actually meant nothing at all to you?

Why the hell can't you just understand me from where I stand?

Why the hell must I force myself to bend and break at your will?

I ask for the world from you, because my world was forcefully taken and destroyed.

If you can't give me the world, you can't give me anything.

"Once broken, considered sold!"

Can't say the same for hearts.

Just remember that, the NICE things you do DOESN'T cover all THE SHITS you did/are doing behind my back!

A smiling person, yet so devastated inside. I'm never this helpless before, I'm becoming more of that sucker on a string that you dragged around wherever you go.

And the sad thing is, you'll never know how it really hurts.