Thursday, 9 December 2010
360 degrees down.
You know what, kah wai, this is it. You gotta stop connecting. It IS that final stage, so for god's sakes, stop hoping for the impossible. I'm so disgusted with you, do you know that? I feel like throwing up when I think about it. Every single time I want to let it go, I hear this voice telling me to hold on. I'm not being cliche, mind you. I'm such a mess, I bet you're glad now, aren't you? I thought I could get through it after SPM but i guess I was very wrong about that. You know, I wished I've never met you. If that is even possible.