Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Disappointment.


My personality is who I am,
my ATTITUDE depends in how you treat me.

Ain't that true.

I gave you a second chance because I thought you deserved it,
and I was wrong.
I forgave you because I thought you had changed,
guess I was wrong about that too.
Next time you want me back,
I'll think twice about trusting you.
Don't. Come. Back.

I'm done making excuses for you.
I'm sick and tired of always defending you.
Maybe they're right.
You're one hell of an idiot who doesn't know how to appreciate what he has.

You just disappoint me over and over again.
Maybe I expected too much from you.
I'm not demanding,
it's just that I know I would do the exact same things for you.

You seem to take my care and concern for you for granted.
I'm always forgotten when I'm not needed,
and when you want something from me,
I miraculously reappear in your memory.
I ain't a fcking toy.
Well, unfortunately for you,
it all ends now.
It's about time I stop giving a flying fuck about you.

Did you really expect me to wait for you?
To put my life on hold because you were unsure about your own feelings?
I've made it clear since day one,
that you're all I ever wanted.
I've put up with your shenanigans for far too long.
You led me on,
all for it to lead to this.
I think you just LOST me.
I hope you're happy.

I don't know who you are anymore.
Was the person I met way before, the same person that you are now?

Don't give me that bullshit about how much you care bout me.
about how much you 'love' me.
and how i'm the shit.
And please,
don't go around crying to people saying
''I want Sam....."
You want me?
You care for me?
Awww really? Well, Sam doesn't give a fuck now :)

Bullshit.

If you cared,
you would've called.
If you can tell the whole damn world your new number on Facebook,
and comment on every damn thing on Facebook,
then I assume you can pick up the damn phone to at least text me.
But no.
Your name never appears on my phone.

I have no words for you.
YOU DISGUST ME.



Saturday, August 18, 2012

possibly?

I finished the first book of the 50 Shades trilogy.

and then I realised the familiarity,
You're my 50 Shades.
My Christian Grey.
My 50 shades of fucked up.

minus the horniness.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

To Dr Jeremy Siew

Hey Doc :D

even though we've never really officially met,
but i've seen you a coupla times at the airport.

Anyways,
your sister is doin' fine.

You rest in peace now.
Watch over her.
Give her all the strength she needs.

Take care on the other side.

You have lived your life to the fullest,
and I'm sure you were a great doctor.
:)

Bye Jeremy!

Life's Brief Candle.

i guess you can say that life is indeed brief..
and very darn brittle.

and the worst part is not being able to do anything for the person who has lost a brother.

and also to know that one day,
the same thing is going to happen to me.

Kinda sucks really.