teka lng..

just let me blab about stuff..dont ask me about what im going to write, dont ask me what its all about, whats happening..i wont tell you..this goes for everyone.this is my blog, let me write whatever i want in it.people involved already know what this is all about, i dont need to explain myself.

when you read this, please, just please, dont mention it anymore.dont tell me you've read it.just dont say anything.i just need to let it all out w/o having someone comment on stuff i've said or am about to say.i dont want u to do anything about it, please dont.u know id notice if you do, just dont ok?i just need to get this out of my system.i just need to talk it all out, or in this case, blog it all out.

i know i said i've started to care less now, and yes, i have.i find it easier to not care so much.i just end up having a fight or arguing about it.and im tired of all the arguments and fights that seem endless.im tired of being scared.of feeling that i want to do something but i cant, bec in truth, there's nothing i can do about it.

sometimes, i wonder why "it" persists to bother me.why it wont leave me alone.but then i think, why do i even bother.to try to forget even when i know very well i'd never succeed.

YOU (take note, this you is different from "you")
i dont know what it is you do or say or whatever, but certainly, i get annoyed easily when it comes to you.. its like you trigger a switch in my head that makes me go into "evil" mode.

if u wana do something, just go do it.ive had enough of ur stupid antics or watever u call it.ive had enough of everything you do, everything you say.

oo na, ur nice.u are actually.and i like u for that.i like u for a lot of things.but ur actions, they never fail to irritate me.konti nlng tlga e.konting konti nlng.u almost pulled my last nerve.

grabe!ur testing my patience.ur testing my ability to endure torture.sorry, my will to keep going on is no doubt stronger than my desire to give up.some may say im making a big deal out of this.maybe i am.but hey, this is what im feeling, this is what my gut feeling tells me.u think thats unfair?well, life's unfair.

thank you for the sleepless nights, for endless days and nights of paranoia and fear.for slapping me hard right in the face one after another.for every stinking word ive wanted to tell you, but cant.for making it so hard for me.

im sorry if im hurting u.deal w/ it.