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♥ Ryn Azrynne
Because none of it was ever worth the risk. But you are the only exception. And I'm on my way to believing. Oh yes I'm on my way to believing. |
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sunsets. waves crashed. sand in my toes. i want to feel it all.- and so my saturday begins with another call from the ex at 8 in the morning. i think he wants me back cos he's asking if we could meet. i highly doubt so. last nightt work was very very very fulfilling. ;) heehee... at first i was exceptionally moody but then hahaha... my mood was lifted and i ended up singing all those "hell-yeah" songs dancing away enjoying myself. damn somebody can do the twist! LOL i shall not say another word about last friday night. it was seriously too bad i didn't take any pictures. that kinda sucked. but oh well... do it all again this coming friday night. LOL so i got a present... a canon! heehee thank you mwuah mwuah mwuah!!! <3 so amazing! actually, i am very very very down. been this way for a few months now. things are getting very...tense at home. no one is talking to me. no one. i wish people would stop being so judgemental. i'm being pushed into a corner. it hurts but i guess i gotta be used to it, this pain that lingers inside me each time i'm home. when i have a daughter, i will show her n tell her i love her. i won't shove her aside uncaringly and never acknowledge her and without even showing or saying a word just expect her to know i love her in that cold way. no way. i will show and tell her. every single day. i hate my life. i am now simply and merely a daughter and a sister. words. only words. but i don't get treated like one here. i am just like a passerby now. it's only when the occasion calls for it then i am summoned, treated like a daughter and a sister. otherwise when the doors are shut, i am nothing at home. God, i don't want to do this anymore. i am tired. so tired. haizzz... all i asked for each and every single day when i lift my hands and pray, "dear God please let me breathe today." i don't even ask to breathe easily. all i ask is to breathe and not suffocate nor drown. my saturday's turning sadder by the minute now. i should do something. to make today better. i should. i think i need the beach. badly. i'll go play the piano again. Labels: piano sad beach |